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CORRECTED axd ENLARGED,

By JOEL BARLOW.

Adapted t;> the State of the Cft&iSTiAty Church in General.

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Luke xxiv. Ad fJfingt mufi hi fulfilled •

were tint ten in lie Psalms cmeernim .

N E W-Y O K K,

|HTfp BY W. JDuRELL 0* /;/j i?

1$ Print:!* g rJ]^e1 i\o. 19, ^ :

To she READER.

IT is dchn- hedged by the befl judges •/the fad text, thai the book of Pj alms, in its e-rigi, tfrefs, is a colteclion of the mtift elevated an jfubti Companions that are to be found in any languag and it has been often lamented, ' that Jo much of pieiy, dignity % and poetic excellence of ihectigi; has been lofl in all the attempts that have been made, to give us a literal trarflation of it in Engi verfe. Many Chriflians have alfo w'tfbed to Jee fubftance of this ex eel lent Collection chathed in It guage more adapted to the brighter dfcoveries of Gofpel, and the fate of the Chrijticn ivorjhpi t. iheymay be fvngivilh undtrf Landing and a'tveti and thereby attribute to the tLvalion and impro mtnt of the Chrijlian temper ~— 7 his b~s ten /• pdy exculed by the learned and pi- >Ui Dr. Wa! and the Pja rms avh'ich he emitted hr.ve betnju/p< by Mr Barlow, marly in the fimc Jfrit and ft tiv.d all local referencts ivhich were found in 1 Watts' s Imitation, have been carefully aliert J tJt to render the Compofition letter adapted to the c'trci fiances oj Chrfians in cvtry country.

THE

PSALMS of DAVID,

IMITATED IN THE

Language of the New Testament.

PSALM i. Commn Metre.

The Way and End of the Righteous and the Wicked.

i T> LEST is the man who muns the place J3 Where Tinners love to meet : Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the fcoffer's feat.

2 But in the ftatute3 of the Lord

Has plac'd his chief delight ; By day he reads or hears the word, And meditates by night.

3 [He, like a plant of gea'rous kind,

By living waters fet, Safe from the ftorms and blading wir.J, Enjoys a peaceful Mate J

4. Green as a leaf .nnd ever fair, Shall his prcf^-flion fisine, W hile fruit* of hoiinefs appea* Like clutters on the vine.

5 Not fo the impious and unjuft ; What vain dtfignslhcy form ; Their hopes is blown away like du.1 ; Orchi'r befsrc the ftorm.

4 PSALM

|r Sinners in judgment flia'I not (land Amongit the ions of j»race When Chriil the judge at his right hand Appoints his faints a place. 7 His eye beholds the path they tre d j His heart approves it well: But crooked ways of finners lead Down to the gates of hell,

FSAL M i. Short Merre *Thi Saint happy , the Sinner m>fcrabJi>

1 rTHVIE man is ever hie It,

JL Who Hums the Tinner's ways ; Ambngft their councils never ftands, Nor takes the fcorner's p'ace.

2 But makes the law of God

His Ihrdy and delight, Attiidi't the labours of the day, And watches of the ni^ht.

3 Be like a tree fliall thrive,

With waters near the loot; Frefli as the leaf his name fliall live; His works are heav'nly fruit*

4 Not \o ih' ungodly race,

They no fueh biefiirjgs find ; Their hopes (hall flee like e.npty clnff Before the driving wind.

5 How will they bear to lland

Defore tlia judgment feat, Where aH the faints at ChrijTa right I In full afTemply meet I

6 He knows, and he approve*

The way the righuo'utfgo » But tinners and their w.orks (hall tnetfc A dreadfu: overthrew.

P S A L M IT, P S A L M 2. Lcrj£ hUt-e. The difference between I h: Righteous and the Wicked.

1 Y TAPPY the man whofe cautious f et fl Shun the broad way that finners pqf Who hates the place where athti.'is meet, And fears to talk as (coffers do.

2 Ke loves t 'err. ploy his morning light Amongft the (tatutesof the Lord, And fpends the wakeful hours of n'ght. With plcafure pond'nng o er the word,

3 Me, like a plant by gentle ft reams, Shall -flounlh in immortal green :

A ud heav'n will fhine with kindeft beams, On ev'ry work his hands be^'n,

4 But finners i'nd their connfels croft j As chuff before ihe tempt It fi cj

So (hall their hopes be blown and left, Whan the iaft tr uu-pet (hake the flees, £ In vain the rebel* feeks to ilnnd In judgment with tb: pious race : The dreadful judg* with Item command, Divides him to a diff'rtnt place.

6 M Strait is the wzy my fainta have trod, I blefs'd the path, and drew it plain ; But you would chufe the crooked road, Anddown it leads to end'efs paiu.:'

PSAL M 2. Short Metre.

Tranflated according to the Divine Pattern,

Acts 24 &c. Chr'il Djfng, R}/ingt Interceding and Rtigrung. J £ Tl jt A KEH and fov'reign Lord «1V JL ^ heav'n, and earth and leys,

P S /V L M II.

Thy providence confirms thy word. And anfwers thy decrees.

The things fo long foretold By Divid, are fulfills , When jews and Gentiles join to Hay Jefus, thy holy child ]

Why did the Gentiles rage And Jews with one accord Bend all their counfels to dertroy Th' annointed of the Lord ?

Rulers and kings agree To form a vain defign ; Againlt the Lord their pow'rs unite, Againft his Chrill they join.

The Lord derides their rage, And will fuppou his throne ; He that hath ra;s'd him from the dcadt Hath own'd him for his fon.

Pause.

Now he's afcended high, And afks to rule the earth; The merit of his blood he pleads, And pleads his hcav'nly birth.

Beneath his fovVtjgn fway A large inheritance; Far as the world's remoteft boundj His kingdom fhall extend.

The nations that rebel, Mud feel his iron rod ; He'll vindicate thofe honours well Which he receiv'd from God. i [Be wife, ye rulers, now, And worlhip at his throne ;

PSALM II. i ,

With trembling joy ye people bow, To God's exalted Son. 10 If once his wrath arife, Ye perjfh on the place ; Then bleffed is the foul that flies For refuge to his grace J PSALM ly Common Metre. I "T T 7HY did the nations join to flay VV The Lord's annointed Son ? Why did they call his laws away, And tread his gofpel down ? a The Lord that fits above the fkies, Derides their rage below, He fpeaks with veng'ance in his eyee, And flrikes their fp'ritl thro'. « w I call him my eterna". Son, And raife him from the dead ; I make my holy hill his throne, And wide his kingdom fpread.

4 Afk me, my Son, and then enjoy

The utmoft heathen lands ;

Thy rod of iron fhall deftroy

The rebel that withftands."

5 Be wife, ye rulers of the earth,

Obey th' anointeJ Lord, Adore the king of heav'nly birth, And tremble at his word

6 With humble love adorefs his throne

For if he frown ye die Thofc are fecure, and thofe alone Who on his grace rely.

PSALM i, Long Metre, Chrift's Death RefurreSion, and Afcenfion. I'TTTTHY did the Jews proclaim their rage? W The Romans why their fwords employ

8 PSALM IT.

Aga'nft the Lord their pfjwers engage, His dear annointcd to deftroy?

2 " Corse, let us break his bands, they fay, This man (hail never give us laws;" And thus they cad his yoke away,

And nait'd the monarch to the crofs.

3 But God who high in glory reigns, Laughs at their pride, their rage controuls He'll finite theft* hearts -with inward pains, And fpeak in thunder totheir foub.

4 " 1 will maintain the king I made On S ion's evtrlalling hill,

bly hand (hall bring him from the dead, And he (hail (land J our fov'reign ftfll.*

5 [His wondWuirifing from the earth, Makes hie eternal Godhead known : The Lord declares his heav'nly. birth .* •' This day have I begot my Son.

$ Afcend, my Son- to my right hand, There thou (halt afk, and I beftow The utmoll bounds of heathen lands; To ihe^ their fuppliant tribe* (ball bow."J.

7 But nations that refift his grace

ill fa 1 beneath his lifted rod ; Hj3 arm (hall cru(h the impious race, That dare provoke th* avenging God'

Pause.

8 Nov/ ye that fit on earthly thrones,

Be wife, and fcrve the Lord, the Lamb : Now to his feet fubmit your crowns, Rejoice and tremble at his name".

9 With humble love addrefs the Son, Lett ee grow angry, and ye die >

PSALM lit, 0

Kis wrath will burn to worlds unknown, His love gives life above the iky. IO Hie (forms (hall quell the ftuhborn foe, And fink his honours in the duft' Kappy the fouls, their God that know, And makes his grace their only truil. PSALM 3. Common Metre. Doubts and fears fupprejpd', or, God our Dc-. fence jr -om Sin and Satan.

1 Ik/WY God, how many are my fears ! iVJL How f^ ray foesincreafe ? Conlpiring my eternal death,

They break my prefent peace.

2 The lying tempter would perfuade

There's no relief in heav'n. And V.l my growing fins appear Too great to be forgiv'n.

3 But thou, my glory, and my ftrenglb,

Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt filence all my thrett'nmg guilt, And raife my drooping head.

4 [I cry'd, and from hrs holy hill

He bow'd a HiYning ear ; I call'd my Father, and my God, And he fubdu'd my fear. c Hcfned foft {lumbers oh mine eyes, In fpite of all ray foes ; I woke and wonder'd at the grace That guarded my repefe.

& Whettho the hefts of death and hell All arm'd againft me flood ; Terrors no mure (hall fhake my foul ;

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JO P S A L M III.

7 Arlfc, O Lord, fulfil thy grace,

While I thy glory fing ; My God has broke the ferpent's teeth, And death has loft his (ling.

8 Salvation to the Lord belongs,

His arm alone can fave ; Bleffings attend thy peop'e here, And reach beyond the grave.

B S A L M 3:1,2, 3, 4, ft 8. Long Metre,

• A Morning PJalm. I fm\ Lord, how many are my foes,

KJ In this weak ftate of flefli and blood ? My peace they daily difcompofc, But my defence and hope is God.

% Tir'd with the burdens of the day, To th-e 1 rais'd an evening cry , Thou heardit when 1 began to pray, And thine almighty help was nigh.

3 Supported by thine heavvnly aid

I laid me down and flept fecure «

Not death mould make my heart afraid,

Tho' I fhould wake and wfe no more.

4 But God fuftain'd me all the night j Salvation doth to God belong : He raif'd my head to fee the light, And makea his praife my morning fong.

PSALM 4. 1, 2, 3, 4, 0, 7, Long Metre. Hearing of Prayer ; or, God our portion, and

Qhri&our Hope. I f~\ God of grace and rightccufnefs, V_>^ Hear and attend when 1 complain '* Thou haft enlarged mc in ;diftref&, Bow down a gracious far again.

PSALM IV 12

2 Ye fons cf men \z vain ye try To turn my glory into fhame ; ^ How long will fcoffers love to lie. And dare reproach my Saviour's name {

3 Know that the Lord divides his faints From all the tribes of men befide ; He hears and pities their complaintg, Forthe dear fake of chrift that dy'd.

4 When our obedient hands have done A thoufand yorksof righicoufnefs, We put our truft in God alone, And glory in his pard'ning grace.

r Let the unthinking many fey',

" Who will beftow fome earthly good ?* But, Lord, thy light and love we pray , Our fouls defire this heav'ny food. 6 Then flaH my cheerful powers rejoice At grace divine, and love fo great, Nor will I change my happy choice For all their wealth andboafted ftate. PSALM 4. Vir.i>, 4, c, 8, Common Metre.

A i Evening Pfitnt. I T" ORD, thou wilt hear me when I prar JLi I arn f°r cver thine t I fear before thee all the day,' Nor would I dare to fin. a And while I reft my wesry liead, From cares and bus'nefs free, *Tis fweet converting on my bed. With my own heart and thee* 3 I pay th:s evening facri^cr,

And when rr.y work ifi done, Gre>t God, my faith and hope relief Up n thy grace alone.

12 P S A L M f . "

4 Xhu3 with my thoughts compos'd to peace* I'll give mine eyes to fkep : Thy hand in fafety keeps my days, And will my (lumbers keep. ..

FSAL M 5, Co:n:r'm Metre, For the Dor J: Day Morning.

1 T ORDr in the mot mng thou (halt hear JLj My voice afcendingiSgh »

To tbee, will 1 direct my prjy'r To thec lift up mine eye.

2 Up to the hills where Chrift is gone

To |ilegd for all his faints, P.vfcMing at hia father's throne Our i"oi>g3 and our complaints.

3 Thou art a God, before whofeilght

The wicked mall not (land v * Sinners mail ne'er be thy delight, Nor uwul at thy right hand,

4 But to thy houfe will I refort,

fo tafte thy mercies th< I will frequent thine holy court, rtd worfoip iu thy feci v.

g O may the fpirit guide my feet fn way 8 of righteoufnefa J Make ev'ry path uf 'duty ilrait, And plain before my face.

Pause f watchful enemies combing Tu tgmpt my feet all ray ; Tb«5 A itter with 3 bafe 6>figi% io make my foul their ..

7 1, b the ferpent in the d

PSA L M VI- ig

While thole that in thy mercy truft For ever ihout for joy. 3 The men that love and fear thy name, Shall fee their hopes fulfil d : The mighty 'God will compai3 them With favor as a (hield.

PSALM 6, Common Metre. Complaint in Siche/Si or, Difeafes healed.

1 T N anger, Lord, do not cheftife, JL Withdraw the dreadful ftorra Nor let thine awful wrath arife

Againft a feeble worm,

2 My foul bow'd down with heavy cares,

My fk{h with pain opprefs'd, My coucwis witnefs to my tears, My tears forbid my reft. | Sorrow and grief wear cut my days ; I waftethc night with cries, And count the minutes as they pafs, 'Till the How morning rife. .4 Shsll I be ft ill tormented more ? My eyes confum'd with grief ! HoWiosg, my God, bo-v long, before Thine hand afford relief ? t He hears his mourning children fpeak, He pities all our groans, He faves us for his mercy's fake, And heals our broken bones-

6 The virtue of his sovereign word, Jle (tores our fainting breath ; For iiknt graves praife not the LoicL Nor is he k»o%p in dtatb?

14 PSALM VII.

PSALM 6. Long Metre. Temptations in Sicknefs overcome.

1 T ORD, I can fuffer thy retukei, A^j When thou with kindnefs doft chaftife; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear,

O let it pot againft me rife !

2 Pity ray languifhing eftate, And eafe the forrows that I feel ;

The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal !

3 See how in fighs I pafs my days, And wafte i'h groans the weary night : My bed is water'd with my tears ; My grief confumes, and dims my fight-

4 Look how the powers of nature mourn ! How long, Almighty Go<\> how long ? When (hall thine hour of graze return ?

k When fhafl I make thy grace my long I

5 I feel my fieih fo near the grave, My thoughts are tempted todefpair .* But graves can never praife the Lord, For all is dull and iilence there.

6 Depart, ye tempters, from my foul, And all defpairing thoughts depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will eafe my flefh, and cheer my heart.

P S A L M 7. Common Metre. God's care oj hh People, and putv/lment of Per- fect* tors. I 1\/T Y tn,ft >'s in my heav'nly friend, JLV-L My hope in thee, my God : Rife and my helpUfs life defend. From thofe that feck my blood.

? S A L" M Vlt. ■g With mfolence and fury they My foul in pieces tear ; As Hungry lions rend the prey When no' deliverer's near.

3 If e'er my pride provok'd them fir ft,

Or once ahuad my foe, Then let them tread my life to duft, And lay my honour low.

4 If there be malice found in me,

I know thy piercing eyes : I fhould not dare appeal to theje, Norafkmy God to rile.

5 Arife, my God, lift up thy hand.

Their pride and power controul : Awake to judgment, and command Deliv'rance for my foul. Pause.

6 Letfinners and their wicked rage

He humbled to the duft ; Shall not the God of truth engage To vindicate thejuft ?

7 Ke knows the heart, he tries the reins,

He will defend th* upright: K'ls (harpeft arrows he ordains Agjinft the fons of fpight.

8 Tho' leag-j'd in guilt their malice fpread,

A fnare before my way : Their mifchiefs on their impious head, His vengeance (ha 1 repay.

9 That cruel perfecuting rnce

Mult feel his dreadful fwovd ; Awake, wr.y foul, and praife the grace And jutticeofth« Lord.

16 ? S A L M

PSA L M 8, SI f«rre.

God's Sovereignty and GmJnefs : aid Man Dominion over the Creatures.

Lord, our heav'nly king, Thy name is al! divine : Thy glories round the earth are fpreud,

And o'er the beav'ns they mine.

When to thy works on high,

I raife my wond'ring eyee, 1 fee the mc?on, complete in light* , Adorn the darkfome flctefi ;

When I furvey the ftm.

And all their mining forms ; Lord what is man ! that worthlefs tbi'dg,

A kin to dull and worms f*

Lord, what is worthlefs man !

That thou fhouJdfl Jove hitn io I Next to thine angels he is plac'd,

And Lord of all bclovv,

Thy honours crown his head,

While beaftslifce flaves obey, And birds that cut the air with wings,.

And h(h that cleave the lea.

Mow rich thy bounties are !

And wond'rous are thy ways : Of dull n:;d worms thy do-.v r Can ffirce

A monument of praifc,

[Out of the BUoutbi of I And fuckling* thou canli dra# Surprifing honours to thy nnme, And ttnke the world with :.

O Lord our heav'nly k

Thy name is a,! divjtis :

P S A L M VIII. I?

Thy glories round the earth are fpread, And o'er the heav'ns they fhine-j

PSALM 8. Common Metre.

Chrift's Condefccnjicn and Glorification : or, God made Man.

1 ^v Lord our God. how wond'rous great \J Is thine exalted name /

The glories of thy heav'nly Hate Let men and babes proclaim,

2 When I behold thy works en high,

The moon that rules the night,

And ftars that well adorn the fky,

Thofe moving worlds of light :

3 Lord, what is man, or all his race,

Who dwells fo far below. That thou fhouldft vifit him with grace,

And love his nature fo ? j. That thine eternal Son fhould bear

"fo take a mortal form, Made lower than his angels are,

To fave a dying worm.

5 [Yet whi eheliv'don earth unknown, And men would not adore,

Behold obedient nature own. His Godhead and his power.

6 The waves lay fpread beneath his kzttj And hfli at his command,

Bring their large (hoa's to Peter's net, Bring tribute to his hand.

7 Thde fmaller glories of the Son Shone through ihc fltfhly cloud ;

Now we heboid him on h?> throne*

And men coniefs him God.]

18 PSALM VIIL

8 Let him with majtfty be crown'd,

Who bow'd his head to death i And his eternal honours found, From all things that have breath.

9 Jefus, our Lord, how wond'rous great*

Js thine exalted name ! The glou'es of thy heavily ftatc, Let the whole earth proclaim. PSALM 8, Ver. i, 2, Paraphrafed. FirftPart, Long Metre.

The Hojanna of the Children $ or, Infants praif. fag God,

1 A LMIGHTY ruler of the /kies (fpread jLjL Thro' the wide earth thy name is And thine eternal glories rife,

O'er all the hcav'ns thy hands have made.

2 To thee the voices of the young, Their founding notes of honour raife ; And babes with uninftru&ed tongue, Declare the wonders of thy praife.

3 Thy power afiifts their tender age, To bring proud rebels to the ground, To ftill the bold p a<phemer's rage, And all their policies confound.

4 Children amidft thy temple throng To fee their great redeemer's face ; The Son of David is their Song, And loud Hofannas fill the place.

5 The frowning fcribes and angry priefts In vain their ionpious cavils bring Revenge fits filcnt in their breafts, While Jewifh babes proclaim their king.

PSALM IX 19

PSALM 3, Ver. 3. &c. Paraphrafed. Second Part, Long Metre.

//am W Chrift, Lords of the old and new

Creation. I T" ORD, what was man when made at firft,

JL* Adam the offspring of the deft,

That thou (houldft fet him and hi* race

But juft below an angel's place? 3 That thou (houldft raife his nature fo,

And mike him lord of ah below ;

Make every beat* and bird fubrrit,

And by the fifties at his feet ?

3 But O * what brighter glories wait To crown the fecond Adam's ftate 1 What honours (hall thy Son adorn, Who condefcended to be born I

4 See him below his angels made; Behold him number'd with the dead, To fave a tuin'd world from fin ; But he mall reign with pow'r divine.

5 The world to come, redeem'd from all The mif'ries that attend the fall, New made and glorious, (hallfubmit At our exalted Saviour's feet.

P S A L M 9, Fit ft part, Coramon'Metre. Wrath and Mercy from the Judgmtnt Seat. j TTf ITHiny whole heart I'll raife my VV Thy wonders I'll proclaim ; [fong, Thou fovereign judge of right and wrong Wilt put thy foes to flume, 2 I'll fing thy majefly and grace, Mv God prepares hi? throne To judge the world with righteoufnefs, An<fraake bis vengeance known.

2® P S A L M

3 Then /hall the Lord a refuge^prove

For all the poor opprefi'd ; To fave the people of his )o\z, And give the weary re(t,

4 The men that know thy name Will trufc

In thy abundant grace ; For thou haft iteVr forfook thejuft, Who hnmbly feek tJ.y face.

5 Sing praifes to the righteous Lord,

< d.'.ci's on Sion's h»II, V. ho executes hi* threat ning word, Whole wo-ks his grace fulfil, a P S A L M 9, Ver. 12, $*cond Part. Tbf IVtfh.m and Faulty cf Providence,

V V Shall once enquire for blood, [juft, Ihe bumble Ton's that mourn in du&t ,■ Shall find a faithful God.

2 He from the dreadful gates of deafh Does his own children rairc ; In Sion's gates with chcerfulhreatfc. They fing their Father's praife.

5 His foesfiiall fall, with heedlefs feet, Into the pit they made : And Tinners perifh in the net

That their own hands have fpread,

4 Thus by thy judgment, mighty God

Are thy deep cour.fels known ;

When men of tnifchief are deftroy'd,

In fnares that were their own. *

P A U S B,

5 The wicked fhaK fink down to hell:

Thy wrath devour the lands,

P S A L M X. i

That care forget thee, or rebel Agaiad thy known commands.

6 Though faints to fore dillrefs are brought,

And wait and long complain,

Their cries (ball never be forgot,

Nor /hall their hopes be vain.

7 [Rife, great Redeemer, from thy feat,

To judge and fave the poor; Let nations tremble at thy feet, And man prevail no more.

8 Thy thunder thai! affright the proud,

An J put their hearts to pain, Make them confefs that thou art God, An 1 they but feeble men. \J S A L M io. Common Metre'. Prayer beard, and Saints ja-ved : or, Pride, Al ifm andOpprrjlun pnvUied. Fora Humiliation Day.

V V And why conceal bis faee» When great Calamities appear,

A nd t i . n e s o f d e e p d i (t re fs.

2 Lord, mall the wicked ftill derive

Thy j u:l ice and thy laws ? §hall they advance th^i heads in pride, And flight the righteous caufe.

3 They cafe thy judgments from their Cgh

And then uifult the poor, They boaft in their exalted height, That they ftiall fall no more.

4 Arlfe, O Godolift up thine hand,

Attend cur humble cry ;

(kail dare to (land a hl,h.

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5 Why do the men of malice rage,

And fay with foolifh pride, The God of heav'n will ne'er engage To fight on Zion's fide/'

6 But thou forever art our Lord ;

And powerful is thine hand, As when the heathens felt thy fword And perifh'd from thy land.

7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,

And canfc thine ear tohear $

Accept the vows thy children pay,

And free thy faints from fear.

8 Proud tyrants (hall no more oppreus

No moredefpife the juft ; And mighty finncrs (hall confefs They are but earth and duit.

PSALM n Lon^ Metre, GOD Loves the Righteous, and bates the IVlchsL

1 ~|\/I~Y refuge is the God of !cve, .LVJL Why douny foes infwlt and cry, Fly ike a tim'rous trembling- do*ct To diflant woods or mountains fly.*'

2 If government be once deftroy'd, (That firm foundation of our peace) And violence make jullicc void, Where (hall the righteous feck rediefs ?

3 The Lord in heav'n has fix'd his throM,

His eye furveys the world below ; To him all mortal things iiic known, His eye- lids iearch our fpii its through*

4. if he i fflids his taints fo far, To prove tlieir 1l.^; z:.-1 try their gract,

L M XII. *3

hat may the bold tranfgrefTors fear ? His foul abhors their wicked ways.

5 On impious wretches he (hall rair,

Sulpherou3 flames of wafting death, Such as he kindled on the plain Of Sodom with his angry breath.

6 The righteous Lord loves righteous fouls, Whofe thoughts and actions are finccre. And with a gracious eye beholds

The men that his oun image bear.

PSALM 12 Long Metre. The Saint* s fufety an J hope in evil times : or fins of the Tongue complained of, vis- B/a/p/umy, FalJh'joJ^c- I A LMIGHTVGod, appesr aid fave ! /\. For vice and vanity prevail : The godly perifli in the grave, The juft depart, the faithful fail. t The whole difcoir.fe, when ciouds are met,

Is iilVd with trifles loofc and vain ; * 1 heir lip* are flattery and deceit,

And their proud language is profane. 5 But lips that with deceit abound

Shall not maintain their twin ph long : The Go^ of vengeance will cojoffound The flattering and blafphe rain g tongue,

4. Yet (hall on*- words he free, they cry ;

Our toii-ucs fhall be controuKd by none :

\\ here is the Lord, will a& us way ?

Oi fay our lips are not our own •'" 5 The Lord, who fee* the p'>or opprefsM,

And bean ill1 pppreflbr's fcauglny (train,

P 3 Will rife to g Nor fiiall they trull his word in vain,

6 Thy word, O Lord, tho' often try'd, Void of £:??h (hall ftill appear ; Notfiiver. feven times purify 'd From drofjand mixture, mines h c!ear.

7 Thy grace fhall in the darkeft hour Defend fiom danger and fur'prife ; ThO' when the vilell mtn have power, On every fide opprcfTor.>

PSALM 12 Common Metre. Complaint of a general Corruption of. Manners : or, The prvmife Undftgns qf Chrilt's coming to judgment., 1 "fj ELP, Lord, for* mm of vh tue fail, JL JL Kcitgiop lofes ground ; The fons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound.

% The:r oath? and promifeo they break, Yet aci the flatterer's part ; Wi:h fair deceitful iips they fpeak, And with a d cubic heart.

j If we reprove forne hateful lie. They fcorn our raitljful wold : *{ Art not cur lips ouf own," they c?y, •* And who Pnall be our Lord i

4 Geo fu:r*> appear on every fide, Where a vile race (if men fsrais'il to feats of power and pride, bcrars thefwo^d in vain.

P A V ft K.

^ tord when iniquities abound. And blaitjphen)y gtvv.a bold,

psalm xnr. 2$

When faith is rarely to he found,

And love is waxing cold ; Is not thy ^chariot haft'ningon ?

Haft thou not given the fign r* May we not truft and live upon

A pro mire fo divine ? 7 <f Yes, faith the Lord, now will I rife,

«' And make th* opprtfTors flee; t( I (ball appear to their furprife,

«* And let my fervar.ts rree.'' 3 Thy word, like iilver fcven times tiy'd*

Thro* ages (hall endure ; The men that in thy truth confide-

Shall find thy promife fure»

PSALM 13. Common Metre. Complaint under the Temptation of the Devil,

1 TTOW long wilt thou conceal thyface fl My God, how Ion,? delay ?

When (hall I feel thofe heavnly rays That chafe my fears away ?

2 How iong (hall ?ny poor lab'ringfoul

Wrellle and toil in vain r Thy word can all my foes controu!, And eafe my raging pain.

3 See how the prince of darknefc tries

All his malicious arts ; He fpreads a milt around my eyes, And throws his fiery dam.

4 Be thou my fun, and thou my fh icli»

My foul in fafety keep ; Mak-j haile before miqe eyes are fealSi I?» death's eternal fleep. «»

i

** PSALM XIV.

5 How would the tempter boaft aloud,

Should 1 become his prey ! Behold the fons of hell grow proud To fee thy long delay.

6 But thev fhall fly at thy rebuke,

And Satan hide his head ; He knows the terror* of thy look, And hears thy voice with dread,

7 Thou wilt difplay that fovereign gracs

Whence all my comforts fpring, I dial' emp'ov my lips in praifc,

And thy falvation fing. PSALM 14 Firrt part. Common Metre, By nature all Men arejinneru 4 TC'OOLS in their hearts believe and fayt J? ■• That all region's vain, ♦'There is no God that reigns o« high* Ormir.ds th* affairs of men."

a From thoughts fo dreadfu1 and profane Corrupt difcourfe proceeds ; And in their impious hands are foun4 Abominable deeds*

3 The Lord from his celeflial throne

Look'd down on thinga below, T« find the man that fought his grace, Or did hisjuftice know.

4 By nature a'! are gone aftray,

" Their "practice all the fame ; There's none that fears his maker's hand There's none that loves his name.

5 Their tongues are us'd to fp^ak deceit

Their (landers never ceat'e ; How fwift to mifchief are their feet I Nor know the paths of peace.

PSALM XV. 27 \

, Such feeds of fin (that bitter rcot) In every heart are found ; Ner can they bear div:uer fru^t, Till grace refine the ground.

• S A L M 14 Second fart. Common Metre. Tbefo/ly oj Perfecutors

ARE finners now fo fenfelefs grown That they the Taints devour 1 And never worfhipat thy throne, Nor fuar thine awful power?

I Great God, appear to their furprifc, Reveal thy uita<lful name ; Let them no more thy v«r*ih defpifc Nor turn our hope to fhame.

5 Doft thou not dwell among the juft ? And yet our fots deride, That we mould make thy name our truft • Great God, confound their pride.

4 Oh that the joyful day was come To finifh our diftrefs 5 When God mail bring his children home/ Our fongs (hall never ceafe. PSALM ie Common Metre.

CharaSers of a Saint ; or, A Cttiz.cn of Zion ; or. the 6Ki>iH ft cations of a Chrtjiian.

1 TXT KO mall inhabit in thy hill,

VV O God of holinefs I V* horn will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace i

2 The man that walks in pious way?,

\nd works with righteous hand6 • That truds his Maker's proiuia'd grace And folio m hi* commands

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3 He fpeoks the meariing of his heart,

Nor flanders \\ ith hi? tongue ; Will fcaicc believe an ill report. Nor do his neighbour wrong.

4 The wealthy Tinner he contemns,

Loves all that Tear the Lord ; And tho' to hi* own hurt he fivear:, Still he performs his word.

5 His hands difdain a golden bribe,

And never wron;*- the poor This man will dwell with God on .earth* And find hu heav'n fecure.

PSALM 15 Long Metre

Rtltfon and Jujlicc, Goodnefs and Truth ; or, duty to God and Man ;• or, The Qualificati- on ofi Chriflian.

1 \Kf^° fliaIlafcend thy heav'nly place,

V V Great God, and dweh before thy face The man that minds religion now, And humbly walks with God below .

2 Whofe hands are pure.^whofe hea^t is clenn; Whofe lips a ill fpeak the thing they mean 5 No (lander* dwell upon his torfgue ;

He hates to do his neighbour wrong.

3 (Scarce wi'l.he trull an ill report, Or vent it to his neighbour's hurt: Sinnrr6 of Hate he c&n dtfpife. But faints are honoured in his eyes.)

4 [Firm to his word he ever flood, And always makes his promife good : Nor dares to change the thing he fwears, Whatever pain or iofs he bears. J

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t £ He never deals in bribing gold.

And mourns thatjuftice fhould be fold : While others fcorn and wrong the poor. Sweet charity attends his door.)

6 He loves his enemies, and prays

For thofe that cyrfe him to his face • And doth to all men ftih the fame That be would hope or wifh from them*

7 Yet, when his holieft works are done, His foul depends on grace alone : This is the man thy face (hall fee, And dwell for ever Lord, with thee. PSALM 16 Firft P^rt. Long Metre.

Confejfton of our Poverty; and, Suintt the bifi Company ; or, Codd iuoi ki profit Munt not God. i T}RESERVEme,Lord,in time of need/ Jt For fuccourto thy throne I flee, But have no merits there to plead ; My goodnefs cannot reach to thee.

ijj Oft have my heart and tongue coiifcfl How empty and how poor 1 am : My prviife can never make tbeebleft, Nor add new glories to thy n*me.

3 Yet, Lord, thy faint3 on ear. h may reap Some profit by the good we do : Thcfe are the company 1 keep,

Thefe arc the choiceft friends I know.

4 Let others chufe the fons of mirth To give a relifli to their wine :

1 love the men cf beav'ury birth, Whofe thoughto^aad language are divme.

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3* PSALM XVr,

P S A L M 16 Second Fart. Long Metre Chrift's All fufficiencyi

1 TJ" ^lV **& tne'r £u'lt and'lorrows rife, fl Who ha fie to fcek fome idol-god ! *

» I will not tafle their facrifice, Their qff'rings of forbidden blooJ.

2 My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon :

He for my life has offend up Jefiis, his beil beloved fon.

3 Hh love is my perpetual feafl; :

By day his counfels guide me right, And be his name for ever blcft, Who gives me fwect advice by night.

4 I fethim {till before mine eyes: At my right hand he Hands prepared To keep my foul from all furprife, And be my evcriafting guard.

PSALM 16 Third part. Long Metre. Cwrtye in Deaths and Hope of the RrfurreSton*

V V His arm is my almighty prop: Be glad, my heart, rejoice, my tongue, My dying geJh.ib.iU reft in hope.

2 Tho' in the dull I lay my head,

Ytt, gracious God, thou wi't not leave My foul for ever with the dead, ^^» Nor lofe thy children in the graveV *5

3 Myfltfli mall thy flf ft call obey. Shake off the du(l» and rife- on 'high j Then (halt thou lead the wond'r*«i *ay, Vp to thy throne above the fky.

psalm xvr. 31 \

i There dreams of endlcfs ph afore flow ; And Full 3ifc®verie« of thy grace, (Which we but tafted here below) Spreadheav'lyjoys thio1 a,l the place. PSALM 16. 1—8.. Fir ft Part. Common Metre. Snpport and Counfel from God, without Merit- , Q AVE me, O Lord, from ev'ry foe ; l3 In thee my truft I place ; Tho* all the good that 1 can do Can ne'er deferve thy grace, Z Yet if tny God prolong my breath, The faints may Ct ill rejoice : The faints, the glory of the earth, The people of my choice.

3 Let heathens to their idols hafte.

And wormfp wood or (lone ; But my delightful lot is caft Where the true God is known.

4 His hand provides my conftant food ;

He fVls my daily cup : Much am I pleas'd with prefent good, But more rejoice in hope.

5 God is my portion and my joy ;

His counfe's are my light :

He gives me fweet advice by day.

And gentle hints by night.

6 My foul would all her thoughts approve

To his all feeing eye : Nor death, nor hell, my hope fhall move, While fuch a friend ib nigh,

PSALM 16 Second Parr. Common Metre.

The Deaih and Rejurredion o/Chrift, 1 T Set the Lord before my face, i. He bears- my courage up •

3* psalm xvrr,

My heart and tongue their joy sxprefa, My flefh fhall red in hope.

2 My fpirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave

Where fouli departed are: Nor quit njy body to the grave* To fee corruption there.

3 Thou wilt reveal the path of life,

And raife me to thy throne .*

Thy courts immortal pleafures give,

Thy prefence joys unknown ,"

4 [Thus in the name ofChrift the Lord

The holy David fang, And providence ful nils the word Of hit prophetic tongue.

5 Jefus, whom every faint adore»»

Was crucify'd and flam : Behold the tomb its prey re floret BehoU he lives again*

6 When (hall my feet arife and fl and

On heaven's eternal hiH» ? There firs the Son at Go 1 s right han<?. And there the father fmiles )

PSALM t-r Verfe 13, &e. Short Mare.

Portion of Sa-nts and Sin tier t ; or, Hopt ar*.d

dtfpair in Death.

I yl RI^K, my gracious God, /jL And make the wicked flee tr* They are but thy chnftifing rod To drive thy Lints to thee. I 2 Behold the tinner riies,

• His haughty words a--e vain : Here in this life ins pleafure licf# And all beyon < i» p*i«.

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- 3 Then let his pride advance,

And boaft of ail his Itore : The Lord is my inheritance,

My ioul can wifh no more*

4 T ihall behold the face Of my forgiving God ;

And ftand complete in righteoufnefc, WaiVd in my Saviour's blood,

5 There's a new heav'n begun

When I awake from death,

Dreft in the Hkenefs of thy Sob.

And draw immortal breath.

PULM 17. Long Metre. The Sinner s Portion and Saint's Hope : or, The Heaven of feparate Jouh, and the rejurnffwn.

1 T* ORD, I am thine, but thou wilt prove 1 j My faith, my patience and my love :

When men of fpite againft me join, They are the (word, the hand is thine.

2 Their hope and portion lie below i * 'Tis all the happinefs tbey know*

'Tis all they feek ; they take their mares • And leave the reft among their heirs.

3 What fmners value. I ufigu :

Lord 'ti* enough that thou art mine :

I lhall behold thy bllfsiul face,

And Hand complete in righteoufnefs.

4 Th"s life's a dream, an empty (how, But the bright world, to which I go, Hath joys fubdantial and fmccre : When (hall I wake and find me there ?

0 glorious hour ! O bleft abode!

1 fhall be near, and with my God :

H PSALM XVJIL

Andflefhand fin no more contiou! The facred pleafure3 of the foul.

6 My flefh (hall (lumber in the ground, Till the laft trumpet's joyful found : Then bunt the chains with fweel furprife And in my Saviour's fmagc rife. HAL M j8, ver. i— .'>, i; — iS. Firft Part, Lon^ Metre. Deliverance from del pair: or hmptaiiens overcome

1 qpHEE will I love, O I ore), my firength

X My rock, my tow'r, my hi Jx defence ; Thy mighty arm Stall be my truit, For 1 have found falvation theuce.

2 Death and tbe terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their difma1 fhade : While floods of high tempi at ions rofe> And made my (inking foul afraid.

3 I fawthe op'ning gates of hell, With endlcf', pain and forrows there/ Which none but they that feel can tell. While 1 was hurried to defpair,

4 Tn my diftrefa I call'd my God, When I could fcarce l«:lievr him mine i He bow d his ear to my complaint. And prov'd his faring grace divine.

5 With fpeed he flew to my relief, As on a cherub s wing he rode .* Awful and bright, a* light'ning fhone The face of my dcliv'rcr, God-J

6 [Temptations fled at his rebuke, The blaft of h'13 almighty breath 5 He lent falvation from on high

And drew me irom the deeps of deal!*

PSALM XVUI. 35

Gre- t were my fears, my foes were great, Much was my ftrength and more their rage; But Chrilt my Lord is conqueror ftilj,j In a 1 the wars the proud can wage.

r My Pong for ever (hall record That terrible, that joyful hour ; And give the glory to the Lord, Due to his mercy and his pDw'r- PSALM 18.

t Second Part. ver. 20 — 26. Long Metre

Sincerity proved and rewarded.

1 T OR.D, thou haft feen my foul fincerc, JL/ Mail made thy truth and love appear. Before mine eyes I fet thy laws,

And thou haft own'd my righteous caufe,

2 Sirtf-e I have learn'd thy holy ways, I've vvalL.M upright before thy face ! Or if my feet did t\:r depart,

Thy iove reelairn'd my waad'ring heart.

3 What fore temptations broke my reft ! What wart and ftruggling in my breaft ! But thro' thy grrce, that reigns within, I guard againit my darling fin :

4 Tint Cm that clofe befcts me (till, That works and drives a^ainft my wjll •* Then (hall thy fpirit's fov'rcign poWje* Ddlrcyit, that it rife no more?

t. With an impartial hand, the Lord Deals out to mortals iheir reward ; The kind and faithful fouls (hall find A God as faithful and as kind.

6 A;- I men that love revenge (hall know, God hath an arm of v«nr;*ance too*

3<5 PSALM XVIII.

The jufl and pure, (hall ever fay,

Thou art more pure, morejuft than they.

PSALM 18. Third Part. Long Metre.

Ver.30,3i,34,35}46.&c. 1 TUST are thy ways, and true thy word, J Great rock of my fecure abode; Who is a God befide the Lord ? Or where*s a refuge like our God ?

I 'Tis he that girds U3 with his might, Gives me his holy fword to wield : And while with fin and hell I fight, Spreads his falvation for my fhicld.

3 He lives, andbleflings crown his reign,

The God of my falvation lives, The dark defigns of hell are vaia ; While heav'nly peace my father gives.

4 Before the fcoffers of the age,

I will exalt my father's name, Nor tremble at their mighty rage,

But meet reproach and bear the fharflf*

5 To David and his royal feed

Thy grace forever (hall extend; Thy love to faints, in Chrift their head, Knows not a limit nor an end.

PSALM 18. Firft Part. Common Metre. V'tSiory and Triumph ov^r Temporal Enemies*

I V\7E l°vc thee, Lord, and we adore. Now is thine arm reveal'd ; Thou art our ftrength. our heav'nly tbw*r Our bulwark, and our fhieldi

? We fly to our eternal rock, And fiud a fare defene: »

PSALM XVIII. [9 koly name our lips invoke, And draw falvation ihtnce. X When God our leader mines m arms, What mortal heart can bear The thunder of his loud alarms » The lightning of his fpcar ?

± Ke rides upon the winged wind, And angels in array, In millions, wait to know his mind, And, fwiftas flames obey. $ He fpeaks, and at his fierce rebuke, Whole armies are difmay'd : His voice, his frown, his angry look, Strikes all their courage dead.

6 He forms our gen'rals for the field, With all their dreadful {kill ; _ •Gives them his awful fword ro wieldf And makes their hearts of ft«

.7 Oh has the Lord whole nation? blds'd. For his own church's fake : The pow'rs that gives his people red Shall of bit care partake,

-PSALM 18, Secood Part, Common I The Conqueror's Song.

TO thine almighty arm we o'rn The triumphs of the cay ' Thy terrors, Lord, confound the fo?,- And melt their drength aw

Z 'Tis by thy aid our troops | And break united pow'rs -, Or bum their boafted flcctc Tiic proudell of their tow'ra* C

3* PSALM XIX.

3 How havcwechasM them tfero' the

And trod them to the ground, While thy falvation was our ihielJ But they no ihelter found /

4 In vain to idol faints they cry,

And perifh in their blood ; Where is a rock h great, fo high, SopawVful, as our God.

5 The God of Ifrael ever lives,

His name be ever [ 'Tishisovvii arm the victory gives, And gives- his people reft.

PSALM jo Fiifiparr. Short Metre,. Tfe Back of Natvrg and Scripture. For a Lord'* Day morning, i TJEHOLB the lofty iky. JO Declares its maker Go J, And ail the (tarry works ou high Proclaim bis povr'r abroad.

2 The darknefs end the light

Stiilkeep their Couife the fame , While night to day and d*y to night Divinely teach his name.

3 In everydiff'rent land

Their general voice is known ; They ihew the vvonders of his haud, And orders of bis throne.

4 Yechriftian lands* rejoice, Mere he reveals his word ;

We are not left to nature's voic-: To bid ui know the Lord.

r His [tatutcs and cotnmanda

* S A L ,M XIX 39

Hfuts his Gofi.t"'. in our hands, Where our fa'vation lies.

6 Hi3 laws arejuft and pure, His truth without deceit,

B^romifes forever furc, Ana his rewards are great.

7 [Not honey to the tafte Affords fo much delfghtJ

id thath^ the furnace pafc'd

So much iilurei. the Gght.

8 While of thy works I fing, Thy ^lory to proc aim,

:ee?:the prnfe,* my Gc\, rny king, In thy Redeemer's name.)

PSALM 19. Second part. Short Metre fed's war J moft Excellent : or, } ' a„J

Watchfwhefs.

Day Mo, rung.

1 TJEHOLD the morning fun

_D Begin? his glorious way ; ifi thro' ail the nation-; run, And life and light convey,

2 But where the gofpel comes It f^reads diviner li£ht,

from their tomhs, I gives the blind t\ .

3 Howperfe&fs thy word !

And Sever hire thy p ,\

My r.-.-icious C

40 PSALM

O may I never read in vain, But find the path to heav'n ! Pause. 5 I heard thy word with love, And I would fain obey ; Send thy good fpirit from above To guide me, lett 1 (tray.

f Oh who can ever find The errors of his ways ? Yet with a bold prcfumptuous mind I would not dare tranfgrefs.

7 Warn me of every fin, Forgive my fecret faults.

And cleanfe this guilty foul of mine, W'hofe crimes exceed my thoughflfc

8 While with my heart and tongue 1 fjiread the praife abroad ;

Accept the worfhip and the feng » * My Savioar and my God.

PSALM io, £oug Maie.

Tie locks ofl Nature and Scripture t The glory andfuectfs of t.

I r*~jpHE beav'ns declare thy gl-sry, Ldl

X In every liar thy gooJnefs fhine*. But when our eyes b&fcold thy word,

read tby n

i The rolling fun, I

And ni ' conf.

■yrit.

m Sm y tny prai^

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So when thy truth be.crina h* race, It toucli'd and gknc'd on every land. Nor (hall thy fr ^ofpelreft

TiH through the world thy truth has run; Till Chriit has all the nations bleft, That, fee the light or feel the fun,

Great Son of righteoufnefs arife.

Bleft the dark world with heavenly light ;

Thy gofpel make* the (imple wife,

Thy laws arc pure, thy judgments right.

Tby nobied venders here we view,

In fouls renew'd and fins forgiv'n ;

Lord, cleanfe my fins, my foul renew.

And make thy word my guide to hcav'n, PSALM i% to toe tuge of the 1 13th Pfahu. Tie b-ach of Nature and Scripiuxe.

GREAT God, the heav'ns well order'd Declares the glories of thy namei[ frame There thy .rich works of wonder fhine, A thoufand ftarry beauties there Ji thoufand racient roarlc^ap^ear. _ V Of boundkfs power, and fkill divine. From night to day. from day to night,

The dawning and rhc d>''n^ i,ght' Lrtfures cf heav-nly wifqom read;

With fiicnt eloquence they raife Our thought no rur Creator's praife, And neither foun d ncr language reed. 3 Yet their divine irJtruel tens run Far as thejojirnies of the iun,

And tv - ce-

The fun. 'i' ilxc?c*

Breaks fwHathe ch

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Rolls round, and makes the earth' Where'er he fpreach his beams ftbro*o Hefmiles and [6 maker God:

A:l nature join* to fhew th* p. i T tint-God in every creature ftinV. rair is the book of na/nrc*! lines,

Siit fairer i'a the bocrk of grace.'

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5 T love the volumes ef thy word : What light and joy thefe leaves afford

r° ^(; 'ted and diftreft !

Thy precepts guide my doubtful way. Thy teat forbids my fret to Gray, Thy promife leads my heart to reft. 6 Frooi the difeoveries of thy 'aw Th- pi rte& rules of life 1 draw :

t^efe are my ftudy ana delight ; Not honey fo invites the tafte. ' Nor gold that hath the furnacs paft Appears/o pfcafing to the fight. ? Thy threat'nmga wake my flumhetfng c~c?J And -.va ru me whe/< r Ii'et • '

. But^isthyblefl :. Lord,

That make's my guilty confeience clean, Converts my foul fubcues my fin, And gives a free, but large reward. S Who knouts the errors of hi's thoughts ? "od, forgive my fecrct faults: ■md from pre fum ptu re drain*

:ept my poor attem] t I have read thy b And book of nature not in ;.

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p SALM 20, Long Metre.

Prayer and Hope of F'iScry.

For a Day of Prayer in time of war.

'OW may the God of power & grftc Attend his people's humble cry ! Jehovah hcara when Kracl prays,^ _ And brings delivrance from on hi^h,

I The name of Jacob's God defends, When bucklers fail and brazen walls ; He from his fafl&uary fends Succour and ftrcngth when zion calls.

3 Well be remembers all our fighs, His love exceeds our beft_deicrt3 ? His love excepts the facniicc Of bumble groans in J broken hearts.

'A In his falvalton is our hope, And in the na.-ne of IfraePs God, Our troop? fhail lift their banners qp, Our navies fpread their flags abroad •

t Seme troft in hotfea trairTd for war, And fome of chariots make their bo^fts , Our funiQ: expe&ations are From thee, the Lord of heav'nly hoRs.

6 (O may the mem' ry of thy name Infpire our armies for the nght ! Our foes (hall fall and die with fharoe, Or quitthefietd with coward flight.]

7 Now fave u?, Lord, from fia vim fear, Now let our hopes be firm and ftrong, Till thylalvauon ft^all appear,

And joy and triumph raife the fonf.

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PSALM *i, Common Metre. t *M**1 BUJfmgs acknowledged.

1 TN thee great God, with for,™ of pnufe X Our favour'd realms rejofce; P * And, Weft with thy falvation raife

To beav'n their cheerful voice.

2 Thy fore defence, through cations round,

.Hath ipreac! our riling name, And all our feeble efforts crowa^ With freedom and with fame. # In deep diflref* our injur'd land Implor'd thypow'rto fave ; For life wepray'd; thy bounteous hand In timely bltffings gave.

4 Thy mighty arm, eternal pow'r,

Cppos'd their deadly a'im, In mercy fwept them from our more And fpreads their fails with fliame.

5 Cn thee, in woe or pain,

Our hearts aione rely : Our rights thy mercy will maintain, And all our wants fupply.

0 Thus, Lord, thy wond'rous pow'r declare.

And dill exalt thy fame; While we glad fongs of praife prepare For thine almighty name.

PSALM 2i. Ver. i—p, LongMerre. Chr'tf! cr.a!tesl 'to the kingdom.

1 T^ AVI D rejoie'd in God his flrength, JLJ Ra's'd to the tbrcne by fpecial grace But Chrift the Son appears at length,

Fulfii'a the triumph and the praife.

P S A L M xxir.

J How great the bleft Mefliah'sjoy,

In the falvation cf thy hanc ? Lord, thou r»;j(l rais'dhis kingdom high, And giv'n the. world to hi3 command.

m Xhy goodnefs grailte whate'er he will, Nor doth th«r h R queft withhold i BlefBngs of love prevent him Hill, And crowns of glory, not of gold.

4. Honour and majefty divine

Around his facrtd temples fl.inc ; Blefs'd with the favour of thy face, And length of everlafting days.

Thine hand (hall find out all his foes;

And ae a fiery oven glows With raging heat and living coals, So fha.II thy wrath devouT their foul*. PSALM 22, ver. i-i6,F;rft Parr, ComraonMetre The /offerings and death t/Chiift.

1 TXT H Y has my God my foul forft

VV Nor v. Ill a fmile afford ? [Thua David once in anguiih fpoke, And thus our dying Lord.]

2 Though 'tis thy chief delight to dwell

Among thy praifing faints, Yet thou can CI hear our groa ns as well, And pity our complaints.

3 Our fathers tvuftedin thy name,

And great d Eut I'm a wortfi *: a trodden to 1 .

* With fhalgthg head the^

And afcgh try foul to icotaj

4(5

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1 In vain he trufls in God, they cry,

glctlea and for lot n '

5 But. thou art he, who form'd myfkfh,

By thine- almi ird ;

And fince [ hung upon the bread, My hope is id the Lord.

6 Why will my father hide fris Hice

n foes flanj threj t'ning routfd, In the dark hoqr or deep diftrefs, And not an helper found ?

7 Behold tky darling left among

The cruel and the proud, By foes encompafs'd fierce and ftrong,

As lions roaring Icuu,

g From earth and hell my forrows meet, To multiply the fmart ! They nail my hapdi, they pierce my feet, And try to vex my heart.

9 Yet if thy fov'reign hand let loofe The rage of earth and hell, Why will my heav'nly father bruife The fon he love? fo well 'i

io My God, ifpoffiblefc be, Withhold this bitter fop s But I refig-n my will

And drink the fo:.

II My heart d;fTolv?« wi inkncw.n,

Lew as the «

it> Father, I give ^V?ftl- 1 And truftitmtbybaftd; Mv dying fle(U Ml reft' in bope,

Ld rife at thy command.

Second

P s H M*£ qommon Mt:re. ^ ^ , TW TOW from the rearing lion's rage, IX ' O Lord, protea thy i«u %Vka«thydarHrtgtoenFafi

« The powers or hell alone

-, Thus did our fufFeringSav,ourpi-}

2 With mighty dries and tears, CoVheardbim in that dreadful da),

And chas'd typy his fears.

^Greatwasthev?aory of Ws death,

3 His throne exalted high I And all the kindreds of the earth

Shall v/orihip or ihah die .a A numerous offspring fcuftariCe From his expiring grows.

They (hall be reckoned ,111 his ey« For daughters and for fons

5 The meek and humble fouls (hall fee His table richly fprcad ; And a* that feek the Lord mad be With joys immortal fed. aheiflesftaUknowtherigh^ou

Of our incarnate God, .. And nations yet l^ornproKfs

*galvJ usblooo,

43 ? S A L M XXII

P S A, L M 22, Loii^ Metre. Chrljl'sfujerings and txahctlon.

1 ISJ ^ Iet °Ur rnournrul f°ngs record Jl ^ lhe eying forrows of our J.oid, When becomplaiVd In tears of blood, fUonc forfaken of hie God.

2 rhe Jews behold Him thus forlorn,

And make their heads and laugh and fcorn i ne refcucd others from the grave i

•■•• Now Jet him try hinfdf to lav, . 5 u This is the man did once prettnd

God was his father and his friend; ' If God the blcfled lov'd him (o;

Why doth he fail to help him now." 4 O fava^e people ! cruel priefl* I

How they ftood round like raging beaAic

Like nons gaping to devour,

When God had left him in their power.

■ ™ft W°Und h:'3 hcad» h«*fc>^»; his fees

Till dreams of blood each other meet ; By lot his garments they divide, As-.d mock the pangs in which he dy'J. 6 But God bitfatlier heard his cry •

Rais'd from the dead he rtigns on tfgfe . 'Ihe nations learn Hiar'Jghteanfnefs, And bumble finners talk- his grace.'

PSALM 23, '

God oar Shepherd*

1 T\/TT fhcPhcrd ■• ft< I»«ng lord ;

|VI Now m.U my wnms he well fupply'd-

h i a p ro v i d e n ce s n d h o ! y wo id

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In paflures where (alvation grows

he makes me feed, he makes me reft, There living water gently flows,

Aai all the food divinely bleft. My wand'ririg feet his ways mifiake J

But he rellorcs my foul to peace.

And leads me, for his mercy's lake,

In the fair paths of righteoufnefs.

The' I walk tW the gloomy vale,

Where death and all its tenors are, My heart and hope {hall never fail, For God my fhepberd's with me there,

Amidft the darknefs and the deeps Thou art my comfort, thou my ftay 5

Thy ftafffupports my feeble fteps, Thy rod directs* my doubtful way.

5 The fons of earth and fois of bell

Gaze at thy good nefs. and repiae To fee ply table (pread Co well

With living brea4, and cheerful wine (How I rejoice, when on my head Thy fpirit condefcends to reft '• 'Tisa divine annomting fhed, Like oil of 2 ad neis at a feaft. 8 Surely the mercies cf the Lord

Attend bis houfhold all their day." ; There will I dwell to hear hie word, To feek his face, and fing hie praife/] V S A L M 25, Common Metre. Yfrtpherd will fupply my need, Jchuvr-h is his nr.rne In r>iih;ves freili he makes n e feed, in.

5° P 5 A L

2 He brings my wand'rin^ fp'rit b:;cT-: When I forfakehls ways, And leads n:c for his mercy's fafce In paths cf truth and grace, * . 3 \Vhen I walk thro' the (hades of death, Thy prefence is my ft ay * One word of thy fupportin^ breath Drives all my fears away.

4 Thy hand in fight of all my foes

Doth fi.il! my table fpread ;

My curj with bltflings o?erflow« '

Thine oil anoints my heac'.

5 The fure provifions of my God

Attend me all my days 3 Oh may thy houfe be mine a; • And all my works be praife !

6 There would I fincFa fettled reft,

[While cthera-f o and come] No more a i a gneil,"

But like a child it home. X> P S A L M 25. ?h :n MtfreT Jf f I ^hli\, Lord my (hepherd h, JL I (hall be vvVi fupply'd ; Since he is mine* and I am his, What an I want befid* ? 2 He leads me to the place, Where heav'nly pail u re grows, Where living waters gently pais, And fu

5 If e'er I gn ?:nr.:y, He doth ilm,

/•n ! guides me in 1 For his mo(i

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4 While lie affords his aid, I cannot yield to fear; N ffho' I'fhouM walk thro' death's oavk ft My (hepkerd*s with me there, r Amid&fanounded foeS Thoa «off my table fpre*6!* cop with bteffings overflows And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of thy lore * Shall crowti my following days j Nor frqm thy houfe v. ill I remove, Nor ceafttofpeak thy praife,

Vs'A-LM 2i Common M:

BzueHirj with GrjD. 1 rr'i HE earth forever i~ the Lord's-, J .. With Ada-n's num'roua race He rais'd its arches o=er the floods, And built it oa 2 But who amon* the for.? of men May vifit thincabodc • He that has hands from mifchief clea*, Whofe heart is right with God. * This is the man may rife and t: . Th- bfeffingi oc his grace This is the lot of thofe that iec£ The God of Jacob's face, 4 Now let our Wis, immortal pOw'rs, To meet the Lordprepare, Lift up thrifsC*er'.aftiBg doors, Thriving of glory's near. 5, The Kipg of glorj ! wh« can toll The won is might ?

;2 PSALM XXIV.

Ke rules the nations'; but to dwell With faints in his delight.

PSALM 24, Long Metre.

**£f™« ****f or.Chnft*,,/^*..

I 1 HIS fpacious earth i« all the Lord's n ' *?*mtn and Worms* ^d hearts and He raw d the building on the few, [birds :' And gave it for their dwelling place.

2 But there's a brighter world on high, Thy palace, Lord, above theflcy • Who 1 fliall afcend that blett abode, And dwell fo near his Maker, God I

3 He that abhors and fears to fin,

Whofe heart is pure, whofe hands ,a. cleai Him fall ithe Lord, the Saviour bleft, ' And clothe his foul with nghteoufncf*, 4 Jhefe are the men, the pious race, That »eek the God of Jacob's face ; I nefe mail enjoy the blifaful fight, And dwell in everting light. Pause. $ Rejoice ye Aiming worlds on hi h4 Behold the king of glory nfgh ;° VVho can this king of glory be t 1 be Mighty Lord the Saviour's he. « Ye heav'nly gates your leaves difpla* i o make the Lord, the (Saviour way ' Laden with fpoils from rarth and hell i nc co^quVor cornea with God to cwcH, 7 Rais'd from the i.f/0

e opens heav nj To give his faints a ode;

rvear their Redermerand their Go*.

PSALM XXV. 53 (

PR AIM 25. 1— 11. F^rft part, Waiting icr Pardon and Dinfi'on.

I Lift my foul to God, My truft ie in his name; Let not my foes that feek ray blood Still triumph in my (hame.

2 Sin and tbe pow'rs of hell Perfuade me to defpair;

Lord, make me know thy cov'nant well, That I may 'efcape the fnare.

3 From gleams of dawning light Til) evning (hades arife,

Tor thy falvation. Lord, I wait, With ever longing eyes.

4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth ;

Forgive the fins of riper days, And follies of my youth.

r The Lord is Jutland kind, The meek fhall learn his ways, And every humble ijnner find. The methods of his grace.

6 For his own goodnefs fake He faves my foul from (hame • He pardons [tho' my guilt be great] Thro' ray Redeemer's name. P S A L M 25. 12, 14, 10, ij« Second part. Short Metre.

Divine InjTrufiion. I \ T 7 HERE (hall tbe man be found, W That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gofpel's Joyful And tremble *\ the rod fou

54 PSA L M \'XV.

2 The Lord fhr.I! make him know

The fecrcts of his fa The wonders of Lis cov'nant'fuow,

And »J1 hU love impart.

3 The dealings of hh powV

Are truth and mercy (till, Wirh fuch a? keep his cav'nant fare, And love to do his

4 Their fouls flsatl dwell at eafe Before their Maker's face,

Their feed fhal! tafte the prorcifes la there extenflve grace*

n^ Jo ,45*"*22, ThirdP^ Short metre. ^l/lrefsefSonl; or, Backjli&ng and Dt/irfhn*

1 ]V/TINEeyesand roydefire i-VX Are ever to the Lord ;

I love to plead his prorais'd grace/

And reft upon his word.

2 Turn, turn, thee to my foul, Bring thy falvatioo near;

When will thy hand affift my feet To 'fcape the deadly fnare /

3 When fhall the fov'reirr* grace

Of my forgiving God Reftore me from thole dangVour* ways My wand'ring feet have trod ?

4 The tumult of my thoughts Dot!: hut charge my woe ;

My fpirit laagulflic?, my heart Jr defolate and low.

4 With ev'ry morning light My furrow new b

PSA L M XXV. Loc': on royanguim snd my pr'in, And pardon all my fins.

P A U S K.

6 Beholc thehoftsof hell,

How cruel is their hate ! A gain ft toy life tbey rife and join Their fury with deceit.

7 Oh keep my foul from death,

Nor put try hope to mame, For I have plac'd my only treft In my Redeemer's name.

8 With humble faith I wait To fee thy face again ;

Of Ifral it (hall ne'er be faid,

He fought the Lord in vain.

PSALM t6. Long Metre. Self Examination ; or, Evidences of Grace'' i T UDGE ire, O Lord, and prove my ways3 J And try my reins, and try my heart ; My faith upevn thy promife flays, Nor from thy law my feet depart.

2 I hate to walk. I hate to fit With men of vanity and lies ; The fcoSfcr and the hypocrite Are the abhorrence of mine eye :&■

3 Amongfr. thy faints will I appear Array'd in robes of innocence ; But when I Hand before thy bar,

>lood of Chrift istny defence.

.t I love thy habitation, Lord, thine hoi e (hall 1 hear thy holy word, id there tbv works of wonder tell.

* S* F S A L M XXV II.

5 Let not ray foul bejoin'd at laft With men of treachery and blood, Since I my days on earth have paft Among the faints, and near my God.

PSALM 27. ver. J,5. Firft pa. t. Common Metre. The Church U our Delight andfajcty,

* r I 1FiE Lord of glory is my light,

A And *jy falvation too ; God is my ftrength , Nor will I fear What all my foes can do.

^ One previledge my heart defires, O grant me mine abode Among the churches of thy faints, The temples of my God /

3 There mail I offer my requefts,

And fee thy beauty ftill ; Shall hear thy megages of love And there enquire thy will.

4 When troubles rife, and flormi appear,

There may his children hide; God has a ftrong pavilion, where

* He makes my foul abide.

5 Now (hall ray head be lifted high

Above my foes around, And fongsofjoy and vi&ory Within thy temple found.

FSALM 27. ver. 8, 9, '3, 14. Second put, .Common- Metre. y

i QOOl

Prayer and Hope.

OON as I heard my father fay, "e children, feck my grace;

PSALM XXVIII $7

My heart reply'd without delay, * lilfeck my father's face.' 2 LU not tby face be hid from me, Nor frown my foul away; Cod of my life, I fiy to thee In a diftrefling day, $ Should friends and kindred near and dear Leave me to want or die, My God would make my life his care, And all my ueed f up ply. 4 My fainting flefti had dy'd with grief, Had not my foul bcliev'd. To fee thy grace provide relief, Nor was my hope deceiv'd. r Wait on the Lord, ye trembling faint*, And keep your courage up : He'll raife your fpirit when it faints And far exceed your hope.

PSALM 23. Long Metre. God the Refuge ofihe /iffli8ed. f r-ff-^O tbee O Lord, T raife my cries : j My fervent prayer in mercy hear ; For ruin waits my trembling foul* If thou refufe a gracious ear. 2 When foppliant tow'rd thy holy hill, I lift my mournful hands to pray, Afford thy grace, nor drive me AM, With impious hypocrites away. To fons of falfhood, that defpife ^ The works and wonders of thy reign, riiyvengWgMfcpthe daer^ard, v • , - s the.it fc.ul to'ealipp^

4 Buf,e,erb!enedbctI.eLo,J, W-ofe mercy hears my Inournfu, .

My heart th., traded i„ hi, WOrd, ) la his falvation (hall r.jcice.

5 r"/^^ ra''nt' J'n fore *««6.

By faith approach his Saviour God : i hen gram, O Lord, ,hy pard'oUg ■ „ And feed tby church with heav'nly %£?* PSALM 29 LougMetri. S.'srm end 7i:

VJr Give to the Lor^ renown and rWr Afcnbc due honours to his name, * * And his eternal m^htadcrc. 3 ™c *<or,d Proclaims kh po^r aloud ihro'evry, ocean, ev'ry land; His voice divides the v/atV,- cloud. And lightnings blaze at hit command

JLay ^hC w,dtf foreft bare around; Ihexearful hart and fritted hi: Uap*tthe terror of:

4 To Lebanon he turns hit voice. And lo, the ftately cedars break : The mountains tremble at the noife I be valhes roar, the defarts quake.

5 The Lord fit, fov'reign on the flood, '«e thunder reigns for ever kiinr . i;^ makes Lis ch;.: ^ Vhcre w-e h;.

6. In gen tin

? S A L M XXX. &

Amidftti nfjhh word

Speaks pi -ce snd courage to our hearts.

T S A L M 30. ■ Firft Part. Long Metre. Shlnejs healed, and Sorrows removed*

I T Will extol tfiee Lord, on high, 1. At thy command difeafes fly : Who but a God can/fpeak and fave From the dark borders of the grate r*

a Sing to the Lord* ye faints, and prove How large his grace, how kind his lore, Let ally our pow'rs rejoice, and trace The wond'roua records of his grace.

s anger but a moment ftays ; His love is life and length of days ; Tho' grief and tears the night employ,

The morning ftarreftores the

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P S A L M 30 ver,,6 fecond pait, LongMerre. rica!thfjickiiejst and Recovery,

1 TJ'IIlMwas ray health, my day was bright, JL And I prefum'd 'twould ne'er be Right: Fondly I laid within my heart,

* Pleafure and peace jfhajf ne'er depart.'

2 But I forgot thine arm was ftrong, Which made my mountain ftand io long • Soon. as thy face began to hide,

My healih was gone, my comforts dy'J.

3 I cry'd aloud to thee my God :

* What can ft thou profit by my blood 1 ' Deep in theduft lean ejcclarte

* Thy truth, or ling thy gaodnefs there ?

4 * Hear ma, O God of grace, J fa

' And bring me /rom the dead. '

60 PSA,

Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thypurd'ning love remov'd my gui't.

5 My groans, and tears, and for mi of woe^ Are turn'd to joy and praiies now:

I throw nayfackcloth on the ground, And eafe and gladnefs gird me roimd.

6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne'er be filentofthy name :

Thy praifefhall found through earth & hear* For ficknefs heal'd and fins forgiv'n.

PSALM 31. ver. 5, 13,-19, 22, 23 Firtt par Common Metre, Dstivzrdncc from Death .

1 HPO thee, O God of truth and love

J. My fpirit I commit : Thou haft redeem'd my foul from death, And fav'd me from the pit.

2 De/pair and comfort, hope and fear,

Maintained a doubtful (trife r While forrow. pain and fin eonfpir\J To take away my life.

3 * My time is in my hand,' I cry'd,

* Though I draw n°ar the daft ;• Thouart the refuge where 1 hide, The God in whom I truft.

4 Oh make thy reconciled face

Upon thy fervant fhine. And fave me for thy mercy's fake, For I'm entirely thiiu»

Pa use.

5 'Yvfas in myhafte, my fpirit fai'3,

i }. ti.vSi defpair anc

i> S A L M xxxr. 6x

1 **${ am cut off before thine eyes," For thou hail heard my cry

6 Thy goodnefs how divinely free ! Howfweet thy fmiting face, To thofetkat fear thy majefty,

And trait thy promis'd ^race,

J *} Oh love the Lord all ye his faints, And fing his praifes loud ; ije'll bend his ear to ycur complaints^ And reconspence the proud.

PSALM jfj 7-33, 11-21.

Second Pait. Common Merc,

Reliitrancejrom StarJet and Rrproach%

Y heart rejoices in thy nme, My God, my heav'nly truft ; Thou halt preferv'd my face from (hair it Mine honour from the duft.

a. li My life is fpent with grief, I qry'd, Ivly years confum'd in groans, My ftreogtb decays, mineey And furrow waiter my bone*, ,*

3- Among mine enemies my naw^ A proverb vile was grown, While to my neighbours I became Forgotten tnd unknown.

4 Slander and fear on ev'ry fide, Sciz'd and beftfc me round, 1 to thy throne of grace a.pply'd* And fpeedy refcue fount .

P a u s ....

£ How great d Udo\

61 . p S A L XXXII.

The lying lips to fiance brought, •

And made their boafling vain !

6 Thy children from the ftrilfi of tongues

Shall thy pavilllon hide, ' Guard them from infamy and wrongs, And crufh the fons of pride.

7 Within thy facred prefence, Lord,

Let me for ever dwell ; No fenced city, vvall'd and barr'd. Secure! a faint fo well.

P S A L M 32. Short Metre. Forgiwneft 0/ Sins upon CcnfefTioz. ~^H Wcffcd fouls are they

Whole fins arc cover'd o'er/ Divinely blcft, to whom the Lord Imputes their guilt no more.

2 They mourn their follies pah*,

^ And l:cep their hearts with eare ; Their lipp and lives without deceit, .11 prove their faith fincere.

3 Whiie I conceal'd my guilt, J\ felt the feU'ring wound, Tili I confefs'd my This to thee,

An;! ready pardon found.

4 Let finners iearn to pray,

Let faints krep ntar the throne help in times of deep diftrefi h found in God alone.

1 L M 32, Common Metre, Ftn parZwt andjinctre Obejlitnct : or3 C* and Forgfo nefs. V Wefs'd the man to whorr. bib Gpd tiputes his fin,

6 1

? Sr. Repentance .

i T>LEb JD Wb

Whofe fi And c

2 Before bit No nioR

ns appear ! il eye fnare.

:mon Metre*

•dcnce. j the Lord,

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XXXIIT.

?g ofhia name, his ways, His word,

How holy, juft and true !

Kis mercy and his righteoufnefa

Lei heav'n and earth proclaim; His work? of nature and of grace

Reveal his wond'rous name, His word with energy d^-Ine,

Thofe heavenly archers fpread, Jfcde ftarry bofts around them mine, And light the heav'ns pervade. 4 He taught the fweliin-r waves to flow' To their appointed deep; Bade raging leas their limits know, And ftill their ftation keep. i Ye tenants of the fpaciotts earth. With fear before him (land , He fpnke, and nature took its birtfy And reds on his command. a He fcorns the an^ry natioa*' rage£ And breaks their vain defltifc { His counfel stands thro' er'rytege;

And in full glory mines* S A L M 33, Second Pait, Common .V Creatures vain, and God All-fuJfutinU

J> LESS'D is the nation, where the L J Hath i;x'd hia gracious throne i Where he reveals hiWneav'nly word,

And calls their tribes his own. His eye, with i n fi »i T t e iurvey.

Does the jvhoh: world bell old. He form'd us all of equal ci;.y, A»d knows our feeble mould.

U 2.

M P S A. L M X'AXrit.*

3 Kings are not refcu'd by the force

Of armies from the £rave No*- fpeed nor courage of an horfe Can his bold rider Lv.c.

4 Win is the ftren^th of beads or men,

Nor fpring* our faffty thence ; But holy fouh from God obtain A flrong and fure defence.

5 God is their fear, and God their truft,

When plagues or famine fprcad, His watchful eyeifecures thejuft, Amsng ten thoufand dead.

6 Lcrd let on- hearts in thee rejoice,

An \ blefs us from thy throne ,• For we have made thy word our choice, And trull thy grace alone.

P 3 A L M 53, As the uy.h Vhlm, Firft Par

Works of- Creation end Provicbnce* ' K holy fon's in God rejoice, jL Your makers praife becomes your voi Great is your theme, your fongs be nev £?ng of his name his word, his ways, i lis works of nature, :rd of grace* How wife and hqiyviud and true !

. ■", -.'., to e?rth's rcmoted end?,

h extends ; pow'r t! v arches fprca(

K. ' :e,

ine, heav'nspei

jw their place,

P S A L M XXX't'H */

fefpake and gave all nature birth: _ J* nd fires and feu, nnd heav n anu <prin, " His cverhfting orders keep. 1 ct mortals tremble and adore A God of fucfc refiftfeft pow r,

Nor dare indulge their feeble tage : V'ain are your thoughts, and weakrour hands But bis eternal counfel ftands.

And rules the world from age to ag«9 SAL M 55, As (be 113A Ffalfh. Second^

Creatures vain% <:«d G^dalljvficient.

OH h Ri

happy n»tion, ^here the I nrd Reveals Hit treajure of bis wore* AndSuiMsWtchurch^bis earthly throne ! His ever, the heathen worl d furveys _ He fdr»'dtbeirhearts,hekftowsi But Gcd their Maker js unktowiu

2 Let kings rely upon their hoft,

And of his ftrcngth the chanpion bor.lt ;

In vain they boaft, in vain rely ;

In vain we trufl the brutal lorce,

Or fpeed or courage of an ho*le,

To f;usrd his ridtr, cr to £y.

5 The arm of the almighty Lord.

■ Doth more fecure defence afford, _

When deaths or dangers threat o<n3 \ Thy watchful eye preferves the jub. Who make thy name their fear and taut, When vats or famine wake the land.

4. In i'lc^nefs or the Uoody field, Our great phyficians^fid cur fl««

Lie '

psalm xxxiv."

Let us rejoice in help divine. For all our hope is God alone. PSALM 34 Firft part. Loo* Metre, God's care of the Samts: or, deliverance h*ra%

LORD, I willblefs thee all mv days Thy praifc ffiall dwell upon my tongi- My foul (hall glory in thy grace, While faints rejoice to hear the fong.

2 Come magnify the Lord with mc, Let every heart exalt his name ;

1 fought the eternal God, and he lias not expes'd my hope to fhame.

3 I told him all my fecret grief. My fecret groaning reach'd his ca He gave my inward pains relief, And calrn'd the tumult of my frarg.

4 To him the poor lift up their eyes, With heav'nly joy their faces mine, A beam of glory from the fides Fiiis them with light and love divine.

5 His holy angels pitch their tents Around the men that ferve the Lord ; O fear and love him all his faints, Taite of his grace and truft his word-

6 The wild young lions pinch 'd with pain, And hunger, roar thro all the wood ; But none (hall feck the Lord in vain, Nor want fupplies of real good.

PSALM 34Vcrfe 11 — 12. Second ?art

Long Metre. Re.igious education; or, InflrudTions of Piety. t rjMijdren, in years and knowledge young-, ^ \ our parent* hope, your parents joy.

P S A L M XXXIV. 69

Attend the connfels of my tongue,

Let pious thoughts your mind employ*

2 If youdefire a length of day*

And peace to crown your jfi&ortd (late, Retrain your feet from impious w .y s, Your lips from flandcr and deceit. '

3 The eyes of God regard bis fair.; J,

His ears are open to their cries : He fets his frowning faceagainft The fons of violence and lies.

4 To humble fouls and broken hearts

God with his grace is ever nigh ; Pardon and hope his love imparts, When men in deep contrition lie,

5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans^

His Son redeems their fouls from death, His fpirit heals their broken bones,

His praife employs their tuneful breath.

PSALM 54, vet\ i,io,FirftPart Common Mitre

Prayer and Praife J or eminent Deliverance.

1 T *LL blefs the Lord from day to day ; JL How good are all his way s J,

Ye humble fouls that us'd to pray * . Come, help my lips To praife.

2 Sing to the honour of his name,

How a poor fufF'rercry'd Nor -was his hope expos'd to fhame,

Nor was his fuit deny'd. - When threatening forrovs, round me uoc4

And endkfs fcarp arofe, Li;:c the loud

Redoubling a|i n-,y woe-.

7° PSA* L

4 I told the Lord my fore diftrefs, ^ v'« uh he:»vy groans and tears : lie gave my fnarpei't torments cafe, And filtnc'd all my fears.

Pause.

IS O finners, come and taftc his Jove, Come, learn his pleafant wavs. And let your own experience prove The fweetnefs of his grace, 6 He bids his angels pitch their tents Round where his children dwell : What ills their heav'nly care prevents No earthly tongue can tell.

[7 O love the Lord, ye faints of his ; • His eye regards the juft ! How richly blefs'd their portion is Who make the Lord their truft. 8 Young lions, pinch'd with' hunger, roar. And famifh in the wood : But God fupplies his holy poor With ev'ry needful good. 3 PSALM 34, 11 — 12, Second Part. Common Metre, &*JyortaHon to Peace and Hoiinrfs.

f /^ OME, children, learn to fear the Lord, Vv* And that your days belong, Let not a falfe or fpiteful word Be found upon your tongue.

5 Depart from mifchief, practice love, Purfue the works of peace ; So fhall the Lord your ways approve.. And fet your foul at tale.

PSALM XXXV. 71

3 Kis eyes awake to guard the juft,

His ears attend their cry ; When broken fpirjts dvell in duft, The God of grace is nigh.

4 What tho' the furrows here they tafte

Are (harp and tedious too: The Lord Who faves them all at laft, Is their fupporter now.

5 Evil (hail fmite the wicked dead ;

But God (ecures hisown, Prevents the mifebief when they Aide, Or heals the broken bone.

$ When c'efolation like a flood O'er the proud (inner roils f Saints find a refuge in their God# For he redeem'd their foci::,

PSAL M 3?, Ver. iz, 13,14. Love to Enemies or the love oj Chriit tojinneri

typified in David* i TTjEHOLD the love; the gtn'rous love, XJ That holy David fhows ; JBehold his kind companion move For his afflicted foes !

2 When they are nek his foul complains,

And feems to feel the fraart $ Ihe fpirit of the gofpel reigns, And melts his pious heart.

3 How did his flowing tears condole

As for a brother dead? And falling icortihed his foul While for their life he pray'd.

4 They groanM'and curs'd him on the ir bed

Yet Pcill he pleads and mourns?

7* P S A L

And double bleffmgs on his head The righteous God returns.

5 O glorious type of heav'nly grace t

Thus Chriit the Lord appears : While firmers curie, the Saviour prays, I And pities them with teais.

6 He, the true David, Ifrael's king,

Blefs'dand belov'd of God, To iave us rebe's dead in fin

Pay'd his own dearer! blood. P S A L M $6, Ver. 5-9,Long Metre, The pii-fcclnms and providence of God ; or, Gent* raj providence and ' fptcial grace. ,

1 |"T IGbl in the heav'na, eternal God. XjL Thy gooduefs in full glory (hints ; Thy truth (hall break through ev'ry cloud

That veils and darkens thy deiigns.

2 For ever firm thy juftice (lands,

\s mountains their foundation keep ; Wife are the wonders of thy hands, Thy judgments are a mighty deep.

3 Thy providence is kind and large,

Buih man and bcail thy bounty (hare The whole creation is thy charge, 13 ut faints are thy peculiar care.

4 My God r ho^r excellent thy grace,

Whence ail our hope and comfort fpringaj The ions of Adam in didrefs Fly to the fiiadovv of thy wings.

"5 From the provifionsof thy houfe

1 with Cwect re pa ft, like a river, (lows, ilvatsOh to our t

PSALM XXXVI 6 Life, like a fountain rich an.^. free,

Springs from the prefcnce of my Lc: And in thy light our fouls (hall fee The glories promis'd in thy word-

PSALM 36. Ver. i* 2, 5, 6, 7, 9. Common Metre

Praaical dibeifnt expofedh or, The being and At '

tributes o/~God aft r ted,

l\\ 7HILE men growbold in wicked ways VV And yet a God they own, My heart within me often fays,

" Their thoughts believe there** none.'*

2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare,

(Whate'cr their lips profcfs) God hath no wrath for them to fear, Nor will they feek his grace*

3 What (Irange felf- flattery blinds their eyes?

But there's a haft'ning hour When they mall fee, with fore furprife, The terrors of thy pow'r.

4 Thyjuftice (hall maintain its throne.

Though mountains mek away j Thy judgments are a world unknown, A deep unfathom'd fca,

5 A^OKttthcfe hcav'ns* created rounds

Thy mercies, Lord, c;:tcnd; Thy truth outlives thenanow bound? Where time and nature end.

<S Safety to nun thy goodnefa brings, Nor overlook* the bead ; Beneath the fli?.dow of thy wings Thy children chufe to rcii.

*r * o t\ i, m XXXVI.

7 (From thee, when creature flreama run lov

And mortal comforts die, PcrprtuaJ fpringe of fffe fliall fW, And ratie our pJeafurcs high.

8 Though ail created light decay,

And death cl«£ up our eyes, Thy prefence makes eternal day, Where clouds caa never rife 1 ^ 8 A L M $6 ver. i 7 fam M,tri Tbt wichlnefs 9/ M«n. and the Majefly 9J Coa or, PraSical Atketfm exfiufrl

1 "XfaT1111® mAn growi boId in £n»

V V My beart withfn mr cries, ' He hath no fauh of God within, ' Nor fear before his eyes.* 2 [He Wi.iks a wljil^ conceal'd In a fcif~&Uenng dream, Till his dark crimen at once reveal'd, Kxpofe h:s hateful name. J heart is LHe and foul,

rdsare fmooth and fair } hixi »o banlbi'd from his foul, no goodnefs there. pon 1 ft-hito to fulfil;

and band, and tifeaJl itiat'a il«.

i err'a a dr^tdfV God, ! hough men renounce !:ig fear ; hind ibe cloud - ionc great day app

4 Jl's truth t rand fctndiT.be flcy. In hciiv'n his mercies dweil >

r S A L M XXXVIL ;S

-ep as the fea his judgments lye, I His anger bui n» to bell.

[ow excellent hi» love,

Whence all our fafcty fpvings / ) never let my foiil remove

From underneath hib wings !

? S A L M 37, ver. r, 15 Firft parr.

Canuacn Metre. jfhc cure aj envy, j ret fulnsfst and ur.bili-f : or, rfn'arjs of the ri^hieous and tbi cr/V/tv'.

HY fhould I vex my foul and fret To fee the wicked rife f )rcnvy f:nnsr3 waxing ^:cat By violence and ii^s :'

it flow'ry grafs, cut down at noon,

Before the evening fades, 10 (hall their glories vc.nifh foon

In everlaiting mades, .

hen let me make the 1 ord my truft,

And practiir ail that's good ; ' lo fliall I dwell among rhe juft, Ind he'll provide me food.

♦0 my God my ways commit,

AncJi^B^fui wait his will 'by haHHfch guides my doubtiul feet,

Shall my deftres ful fine innocence flialt thou difplay,

And make thy judgments known, air as the light fcfdawniug day.

And glorious as the noon.

'he meek at la'. efs,

And ere :h« bejjt *.: \>x\-

V* PSALM XXTrVIi.

Tfue riches, with aburdant grace To humble fouls are giVn,

USE.

7 Reft in the Lord, and keep his way,

Nor let your anger rife, Though providence mould long delay To punifli haughty vice.

8 Let finners join to break your peace,

And plot, and rage, and foam The Lord derides them, for he fees

I heir day of veng'ance come. £ They hive drawn out the threat'ning fw^

Have bent the inurd'rous bow, To flay the men thr.t fear the Lord,

And bring the righteous lowr

2 My God aiall break their bows, and bun Their perfecuting darts. - Shall their own fwords againfl: them tur And pierce their Ihibborn hearts.

PSALM 37, Ver.,,19,21, 26,— 31. Second F Common Metre.

Charity ttrjbJpqor: or , Religion in words nnddt

V v And grow psoir3ncly b< - The mcaneft portion of thejuft Excels the finncr's gold. v

2 The wicked borrows of his friends,

Hut ne'er defigns to p:y, The faint: \i merciful, arid lends. Nor tin ns the poor a way.

3 His alms, with lib'ral heart, he gives

Atnongti thv foils cl need ;

PSALM XXXVII. 77

lis memVy to long ages lives, I And blefled is his feed.

lis lips abhor to talk profane,

To (lander or defraud ; rl is ready tongue declares to men

What lie has learn'd from God.

Hie law and gofpc! of the Lord

Deep in his heart abide ; Led by the fpirit and the word

His feet (hall never flidu.

>Vbcn fia:iers fall, the righteous (lard,

Prcferv'd from cv'ry fnare: rhey (hall pofTefs the promis'd land,

And dwell for ever there.

jP S A L M 8, Ver. 23—37, Third Part.

• way and end of the Righteous and the Wicked

MY God, the fteps of pious men Ard order'd by thy will : fcho' they (houid fall, they rife again, Thy hand fupports them ftill.

The Lord delights to fee their ways

ThciMtrue lie approves ; He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace,

Nor leave the men he loves.

The heav'nly heritage is theirs, Their portion and their home ;

■le feafts them now, and makes thetn heirs, Of bU flings long to come.

Wait on the Lord, ye Tons of men, Nor fear when tyrants frown ;

Ye (hali confefs their pride was vain, When juflice cads them down.

7» PSA LM XXXVIII

P A V 8 K.

5 Tbe Haughty finner havr I ten

Not fearing rran nor C Like a tall bay tree fair Sc £reen. Spreading btj armi abroad.

6 Andlo, he vinifliM from the ground,

peftroy'd Sv hands unfeen ; Not root nor branch, nor leaf v.-cis found Tv^ncre all that pride hzd been.

7 But ma«k the man of rluhteoufnefs,

Kis fevers! fteps attend ; True pleafure runs thro' all his ways, And peaceful is his end.

PSA L M 38 Common Metre Guilt ofemfcimci a nd relief : or Rcptntanec 4 Prayer for Pardon and Health,

1 A MIDST thy wrath remember love J A Reftore thy fervant, Lord I\or let a father's chaining prove

Like an avenger** fword.

2 Thine arrows (lick within my heart,

Mv flefli is ferely prefs'd : Between the forrow and the fmart

My fpirit finds no reft.

3 My frr>H a heavy loar! appear,

Ar.l oer my h-ad ait g-^nc : Too heavy they for me to bear, Too hard for me t" atone.

4 My like* a troubled fea

That (jnks my comforts down An • qJa,r

PSALM XXXIX. y9

; Lord I am weaken'd and difmay'd, None of my pryw'rs a*-e whole ; My wounds with piercing angtiifii bleed, . The angu'fh of my foul. 5 A'l my delircs to tace are known, Thine eye counts every tear, And^ev'ry figh a,nd ev>y groan Is notic'd by thfdc ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope ; My God will hear my cry. My God will bear my fpli it up When Satan bids me die. 5 My foes rejoice wBene'er f fl'«dc, To fee my virtue fail ; Thy raife their pleasure 2nd their pride, When'er their wiles prevail. 5 But I'll con fefs my guilty ways; Ar.d grieve fur ail toy fin ; I'll mourn how weak the feeds of grace, 'And beg fupport divine- 10 My God, forgive my follies pafl:, And be forever nigh ; O Lord of my falvation hafte ; Before thy fervaot aie.

P S,ALM;;9 vrr. T. - Co

Watchfufaf* c ,

•Left Nt-ti * Gr do ii * ty hen'« 1 ■•'!!•'

With men ui iivi

80 psalm xxxix.

I'll fet a double guard that day, Nor let my talk be vain.

3 I'll fcarce allow my lips to fpeak

The pious thoughts 1 feel, Left (coffers ihould th' occafion take To mock my holy zeal.

4 Yet if fome proper hour appear,

I'M not be over-aw'd, -But let the (coffin* finnera hear That we can fpeak for God.

PSALM 39. Ver. 4l 5, 6, 7, Second Part.

The vanity of Man at mortal.

1 rT"1EACH me the meafure of my dayi,

X Thou maker of my frame ; I would furvey life's narrow fpace. And learn how frail I am.

2 A fpan is all that we can boaft

4n iach or two of time ; Man is but vanity and duft In all his flower and prime.

3 See the vain race of mortals move

Likelhadowp o'er the plain j They rage and ftrive, defire and la But all their noife is vain. 4. Some walk in honour's gaudy (ho Some dig for golden ore. They toil for heir*, they know not who, And ft rait arc feen no more. J What mould I vri/h or wait for then. From creature*, earth and dufl ? They make our <xpr&ations vain, And difappoint our truft.

P S A L M XXX IX. 8t

4 Now I. forbid my carnal hopt My fond defiteg recall ; I give my mortal intereit up, And make my God my all.

PSALM 39. ver.o, i3,TCrdPart,Coi3mon Metre.

Sick led devotion ; or, Pleading without rtpin'wg,

1 /O* OD of my life, look gently down; \JJ? Behold the pains 1 feel;

But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare difpute thy will.

2 Difeafes, are thy fervants, Lord.

They come at thy command ; I'll not attempt a murmuring won! Againft thy chaft'ning hand.

3 Yet I may plead with humble cries,

Remove thy fharp rebukes- My ftrength confumes, ray fpir't dks9 Through thy repeated ftrokes.

4 CrunYd as i moth beneath thy hand,

We moulder \o the du(l : Cur feeble pow'vscan ne'er withiland, And all our beanty's loft.

5 I'm but a Granger here below,

As all my fathers were; May I be well pvepar'd to go, When I thy fummons attar ?

6 Put if my life be fpar'd a while

Before rny la ft remove, Thy praife (hall be my bus'nefF.ftil!, And I'll declare thy love. E 5 ....

S A

PSALM 40 vc-r. 1, 2, 3, ?t I;< Fi|.fl p-rt# s ComnriitfMetre-.

A fong of diUverance jrfim great diftrefs,

1 T WAITED patient for the Lord, X Ke bow'd to hear my cry :

Hq faw me reding on h's word, And brought ialvation nigh.

2 He rsis'd me from a horrid pit

Where moucr.irig long I lay, And from my bonds ftleas'd my feet. Deep bonds of miry clay.

^ Firm on a rock he mad' me ftand, And taught my cheerful tongue Topraife the wonders of his hand, In a new thankful foug.

£ 1*11 fpread his works of grace abroad ; I he faints with joy (hafl hear. And fmners learn to mak'e my God Their only hope aod fear

5 Flow many are thy thoughts of love ; Thy mercies, Lord, how great t We have riot wordi nor hour* enough Ihsir numbers to repeat.

€ When I'm afflicted, poor and low,

And light and peace depart,

My God beholds my heavy woe,

And bears me on his heart.

»

PSALM 40, ver. (5, 9 SecondPart Common Metre

The Incaritalion and Sacrifie; ofChrjl. \ rTHHXJS faith the Lord, * your woik'l JL * Give your burnt off rings oe'r, (w.::i

PSALM XL. n

* In dying goats and bullocks fla in

« My foul delights no more. I Then fpake the Saviour, ■ lo, I'm here, i JVIy God* to do thy will ; « Wkat'er thy facred books declare * Thy fervan* (hull fulfil.

3 « Thy law is ever in my fight,

« I keep it near my heart :

* Mine eyes are open'd with delight

'To what thy lips impart.'

4 And fee the bled Redeemer cornea,

Th* eternal fort appears, And at th' appointed time afiumes

The body God prepares' g Much he reveal'd his father's grace,

And much his truth he (hew'd, AndpreachM the way of rigiiteoufnefs

Where great affcmblies flood. £ His father's honour touch'd his bear':,

He pityM tinners cries, And to fulPil a Saviour's part

Was made a facrince.

P a u s &•

k-No blood ofb^afls on altars died Could wkfa' the conference clean, But the rich facrifice he paid Atones for all our fin. £ Then wa« the jrrcat falvation fpreatf And Satan's kingdom (h«>o^ .: Thus by the1 woman's uroftiisM. feed

Vhe Sero^pt s licau w4»

PSA

L M XL.

P S A L M, 5—10, Long Metre,

Chn'ft our Sacrifice,

v I ' HE wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought JL Exceed ourpraife,funnount our thought; should I attempt the long detail, Myfpecch would faint, my numbers fail.

% No l^pd of hearts on altan fpilt,

Can. cteanfe the fouls of men from guilt , But thou had fet before our eyes An all fuffrcient faeri;:ee,

3 Lo thine eternal Son appears, To thy defigns he bows his ears ; AiTames a body well prepar'd, And well performs a work fo hard.

4 * behold I come (the Saviour cries, J»Vjrh love and duty in hi? eyes,}

I come to bear the heavy load Of fins, and do thy will, my God.

5 '*'Tis written in thy great decree, 'Tis in thy boak foretold of me,

I mufl: fu!?"l the Saviour^ part, And lo 1 thy law is in my heart,

6 " I'll magnify thy ho!)' law, And rebels, to obedience draw, When on my crofs Vta lifted high, Or to my crown above the (ley.

J li The fpirit ih^'l dtfeend and (how What thoi; halt done and what I do ; The wond'ring wocld fhnl! learn thy gractf, And all creation tuqsthy praifc.'!*

rB

PSALM XLII S* \ *

v, L M 4', Vcr- J> *> 3. LcnS Metre* Charity to the Pdor . or, Pity to the 0$ed. LESSd is the man whofe bread can __,' And melt with pity to the poor, (move, Whofe foul by fympathizing love, Feels what his fellow- faints endure.

► His heart contrives for their relief

More good than his own hands can do ; He, in the time of gen'ral gri.'f.

Shall find the Lord has mercy too. c His fo'jl Ml live fecure on earth, With fecret bleflings on hi3 head, When drought, and peftilenco, and dearth. Around him multiply their dead.

4 Or if he languifh on his couch,

God will pronounce his fins forgiv'n, Will fave him with a healing touch, Or take his willing foul to heav'n.

PSALM 4"- *— 9. FiTft Part* Dtjertion and Hope ; or, Complaint of Abjin*

from Public Worjh'p.

1 '\1$7 I Hi earned longings cf the mind,.

VV My God, to thee I look j So pants the hunted hart to find, And taile the cooling brook.

2 When fosll I fee thy courts of grace,

And meet my God. again ? So long an abfence from thy face My heart endures with pain.

4 Temptations vex my weary foul, And tears are my repaft ; The foe infults without contron And wkcrc's you: God at lad

S<5 PSALM XLIf.

4 'Tis with a mournful p!eafurc now' ^ I think on ancient days,

Then to thy houfe did numbers go And all our work waspraife.

5 But why, my foulv funk down fo far

Beneath this heavy load ? My fpirit why indulge dcfpair, And fin again ft my God ? 9 Hope in the Lord, whofe mighty hand Can all thy woes remove ; For I ftall yet before him (land, And fing reftoring love.

ml S\A/L/M /'2<6-1T> - Seconder. MelancBolf thought* rtprrid; or, Upt in affiakn

1 TVT Y fp'nt fjnks w,th,n me Lord»

XV A But I will call thy name to mind, And times of paftdiftrcfs record, When I have- found my God was kind,

2 Huge troubles with tumultous r Swell like a fea and round me for The riling waves drown all my joys,"' And roll tremend'ous o'er my "head.

3 Yet will the Lord command his love,

When I addrefs his throne by day, Nor in the nignt hie grace remove ' The night (hall hear me fwg sndpray.

4 I'll cail myfelf before his feet.

And fay * my -God, my hcav'nly rock, • Why doth thy love To lung forget ' The foul that gro i fo thy Qroke !'

5 I'll chide my heart thai low,

Why fhould . r grief:

F S A L, M XLIV. 8//

Hop? in the Lord and p^ife him too ; He 'is ny refc my rure relief. 6 My God, my molt exceeding joy, Tby light and truth fhall guide me flill Thy word (hall my heft thoughts employ, And lead mc to thine heavV.y hill, V S A L M 43, Common Metre, &JtfJi w ZWttftf! Protection. i JUDGE me. O Go J, and plead mycaufe, J Agtiinib a finfol race ; 1'ro.tff vile opprciHon and deceit S-cnre mc'by thy grace

2 On thee my ftedfaft hope depends,

And am* tlftft to mourn r

To fink in forrowa, and in vain,

Implore thy kind return ?

3 Oh fend thy light to guide my feet,

And bid thy truth appear,

Condiid me to thy holy hill,

To tafte Jif mercies there,

4 Then to (6j altar, 6h my God,

My joyful feet mall rife, And my triumphant foogs flsall praile, The God that rules the ikies. t Sink not my foul, beneath thy fear, Nor yield to weak defpair i Yo\- I (hall live to praiCc the Lord, Aud blcfs Ws guardian-^are.

PS AL M 44-. vc. r, 2,5,0, it, -s <ric in Perjecution'

j -it OV ?ar«lUiy works of «yld,

*s r S A L M XLIV.

When to our ears our fathers told

Ihe wonders of their days.

2 They faw thy beaut'ous churches rife-

The fpreading gofpel run ; WWe ljght a„d glory from the fcfc, Inro alltfceir temples fhone.

3 In God they boafted all the day

And in a cheerful throng Did thoufands meet to praifeand pray And grace was all their fong.

4 But now our fouls arc feiz'd with ftamc,

Confufion fills our face, To hear the enemy blafpheme, And fools reproach thy grace.

5 Yet have we not forgot our God,

Norfalfely dealt with heav'n, Aor have our fteps declined the road, Ur duty thou haft g.Vn, fi Tho' dragons all around us roar With their deftruaive breath And thine own hand has brinVf us fore, Hard by the gates cf death.

? A V S F.

7 Wear* efcpos'd all day to die, As martyrs for thy name : As fneep for flaughter bound we lie, And wait the kindling flame.-

Why /WapS thy wonted grace?

rv / ld.7? fecm ii!:e m™ abhor'd, Ur ban.Hi dfrom thy ftce.

9 Wilt thou for ever cafl ui off. And A ill nc^lecl oi

PSALM XLV. 8j(

For ever hide thine heav'nly love From our abided eyes ?

10 Down to the duft our foul i» bow'd,

And dies upon the ground ; Rife for our help, rebuke the proud, And all their pow'rs confound.

1 1 Redeem ua from perpetual fhame,

Our Saviour and our God ; We plead the honours of thy name, The merits of thy blood.

PSALM 45. Short Metre. The Glory of Chrift. The fuccefs of the Gcfpel,

and the Genttle Church • 8 Tl/fY Saviour and my king, iVA Thy beauties are divine ; Thy lips with bleffings over- flow, And ev'ry grace i» thine.

2 Now make thy glory known, Gird on thy dreadful fword,

And rife in majefty to fpread The conquelts 01 thy word.

3 Strike thro thy ftubborn foes, Or make their hearts obey,

Whilft juftice, meeknefa, grace and truth Attend thy glorious way.

4 Thy laws, O God, are'right, Thy throne fnallever ftand ;

And thy victorious gofpel prove A fceptre in thy hand.

5 [Thy Father and thy God Hath without meafure fhed,

His fpirit like a grateful oil T' anoint thy lacred head.]

9* PSALM ^HH

6 (Behold, at Ihf right hand Hie Gentile church h (ccn,

A beautoua bride in rfch attire,

And princes guard the Queen.)

7 Fair bride, receive his love, Forget thy father's houfe,

Forfake thy gjfo thy Idol ffods. And p*y the Lord thy vows.

8 Oh Jet thy Gcd and kmj

Thyfwectefr thougths employ; - IbycmMren (hall his honor fin a And tafte the heav'nly joy,

<TL 5 Sr ^ rL,M 4> C»&**™ Metr r.

The pirfonal glur-es and Government of Chrift:

1 T JJ^ fprak thc honour8 of my *iV,

J His form divinely fair j None of the fons ef morta' race May with the Lord compare.

2 Sweet is thy fpeech and heav'njy graec

Upon thy lips, is fhed ; Thy God with bl.: flings incite Hath crown d thy facred head.

3 Gird on thy fwo J, n8 »rious prince,

Ki«e withmajeftic fway \ Thy terror (halt ftrike thro' thy foes, Asd make the world obey.

4 Thy throne O God, forever funis,

Thy ward of grace foall prove A peaceful fcepter in thy hands. To rule thy faints by love.

5 Juftfce and truth attend thee ftili,

But mercy is thy choice :

P S A L M XLV. 91

And God, thy God thy foul fhali fill With mod peculiar joys. PSALM 4v Firft part. L?n^ Metre. The Gtory of Chrift, and thi Power of bis Go/pel 1 "V ^CKV be my heart in(pir'd to fing JlS The glories of my Saviour king, Jelus the Lord how heav'nly fair His form / how bright his beauties are !

•3 O'er all the fons of human rare He fbiars with far fuperior i'<acc. Love from fafs lip9 divinel) flc 9, . And b'cfli*gs all his (late coiupofe.

3 Prefs thee in arms, rnoft mighty Lord, Gird an the terror cf thy {'word.

In majeft) and ^lory ride,

W;ch truth and mecknefs at thy fide.

4 Thine snger like a poinded dart. Shall pierce the foes of ftubborn heart ; Or words of mercy kind and fweet Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.

5 Thy throne. O God. for ever fiands, Grace is the fceptjre in tb) hands ; Thy laws and works are juft and right. But grace and jtift'ce thy delight.

6 God, thine own Goci. has richly Ihed His o:l of gladnsrfs on thy head ; And with his facred {p;r;t bleft

His firft. born Son above the reft.

rSAL M.4-. Second Fart. Long Metre. Chrift arj his Church : or. the rryfi'ieal'Merriigt* I npHE kinrr of faints how fair his face, X Adorn'd with majtily and grace !

*2 psalm xvr.

He coir.es with bleflings from above, And wins the nations to his lore,

2 At his right hand our eyes behold J he queen array'd in pureft gold ;

I he world admires her heav'nly drefs • Her robes of joy and righicoufnefs.

3 He form? her beauties like his own, He rails and feats her near his throne ; Fair granger, la thine hear: forget i-ne idols or thy native ftate.

4 So (hall the King the more rejoice In thee the favorite of his choice ; Let him be lov'd and yetador'd For he's thy Maker and thy Lord.

5 Oh happy hour, when thou malt rife

lo h,s *a"- paiace in the lines, And all thy fons (a numerous train) Lach like a prince in glory reign.

6 Let endlefs honours crown his head Let ev.'ry a^e his praifes fpread ; While we with chearfui fongaapurove Ihe condefcenfion of his love. *

PSALM 46 Firflpart Long Metre

The Church** S*fetv and Triumph among National

Deflations.

1 C\ °S fs thc rcfl,sc of h/s fafnts»

VJ When dorms of (harp diftrefs invade; ilre we can offer our complaints, Behold him prefent with his aid.

2 Let mountains from their feats be harl'd Down to thc deep, and buried there.

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PAL M XVI. 95

Convulfions (hake the folid world, Our faith fhall never yield lo fear.

3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar, In facred peace our fouls abide. While ev'ry nation, ev'ry fhore .Trembles and dreads the fwelliag tide.

4 There is a flream whofe gentle flow

Supplies the city of our God 1 Life, love and joy frill gliding thro' And wat'ring bur divine abode.

5 That facred ftream thine holy word.

Supports our faith, our fear controuls,

Sweet peace thy promifes afford,

And give new ftrength to fainting fouls,

5 Zion enjoys her monarch's love, Secure againft a threatening hour : ■ Nor can her firm foundation move. Built on his truth, andanu'd with powV PSALM i/j .Second Fart. Long Metre God fights for his Chunb.

1 "T ET Zion In her king rejoice, jLjThongh tyrants rage.and kingdoms rife: he, utters his almighty voice,

The nations melt, the tumult dies.

2 The Lord of old for J;. ?ob fcught,

And Jacob's God is it ill our aid ; Behold the works his hand has wrought, What cefolations he has made.

3 From fea to fea, through all the mores

He makes the noife of battle ctafe : VVhcn from on high hi* thunder roars. He aweithe trembling wo:ld to peace.

** P S A L M XLYII.

4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the fpear,

Chariois he burns vrith heav'nly flame ; Let earth in filent wonder hear The found and glory of his Harae,

5 •« Be ft ill, and learn that f am God,

I reign exalted o'er the lands, I will be known and fear'd abroad, But ftill my throne in Zion iiands.*»

6 O Lord of hofts, almighty king-,

While wc fo near thy preience dwell, Our faith (hall fit fecure, and fing, Nor fear the raging pow'rs of hell.

PSALM 47, ^Common Metre. Ch rifts Afctnding and Reignu

1 /^^ *°r a mou!: of facred joy \J To God the foVreign king I

Let evVy land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumoh fm^/

2 Jefus our God afcenda on high.

His heav'nly guards around Attend him, riSng through the iky, With trumpet's joyful found.

3 While angels fhout and praife their king.

Let mortals learn their (trains : Let all the earth his honours fing ; O'er all the earth he reigns.

4 Rehearfe his praife with awe profound,

Let knowledge guide the fong : Nor mock him with a folemn found Upon a ttioughtlefs tongue.

5 In Ifrael ftood his ancient throne*

He L v d that chofen race ;

PSALM XLV1II. 95

But now he calls the world his own, •* And heathens tafte his grace.

€ The Gentile nations are the Lord's, There Abrahnm's God is known ; While pow'rs and princes, fhiclda and fwords Submit before his throne.

P S A L M 48. ver. i-~8. Firft part. Short Metre.

The Church is the honour and fafely of a Kcticm

1 f~^ REAT is the Lord our God, ^-* And let his praife be great ; lie makes his churches his abode,

His mofl delightful (eat.

2 Thefe temples .of his grace,

How beautiful they ftand I

The honours of our n?tivc place,

And bulwarks of our land.]

3 In Zion God is known

A refuse in dilliefb ; How bright ha? his falvation (hone, How fair his hcav'nly grace !

4 When kings againd her join'd,

And faw the Lord was there, In wild confufion of the mind They fled with hally fear.

5 When navies tall and proud

Attempt to fpoil our peace,

He fend* his temped roaring loud

And links them in the feas.

€ Oft have our fathers told, Our eyes have often feen, Mow well our God fecurts the fold Where his pwh flecks have been.

9'j PSALM XL VI II,

7 In evYy new diftrefa

We'll to his houfc repair, Recal to mind his woad'rous grace,

And feek deliv'rance there.

PSALM 48 ver. 10-— 14 Second Part, (hot Metre.

The beauty of the Church ; or, Gofbel iu§r/h[ and order.

1 T7» AR as thy name is known

JL The world declares thy praife ; Thy faints, O Lord, before thy throne Their fongs of honour raifc.

2 With joy thy people (land

On Zlon's chofen hill; Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, And counfels of thy will.

3 Let ftrangcrs vrJk around

The city where we dwell, Compafs and view tlr'ne holy ground And mark the building well.

4 The orders of thy hcufe,

The worfhip of thy court, Thechearful fongs, the fclerr.n vows And^make a fair report.

5 How decent and how wife !

How glorious to behold I Beyond the po.T<p that charfxw the eyes, And rites adjrn'd with gold,

6 The God we worfhip now

Wih guide us till we ci ie ; Will be our God while here bclo", And ours above the ikj.

? S A L M ',:

SALM4y.vsr. 6, 14. F;r.1 r^ir; Common Ms e

Tride and Peatb ; or, ThcFamty of Uft and Rich*.

VV To infolence and pride, To fee his wealth aud honours fiow With e?'ry riling tide,

l [Why dot he treat the pc-cr with fcorn, Made of the felf.fame clay And boall as though his Selc irere born Of better do ft than

5 Not all his treafurvs c^r. procure, Hia foul a (hort reprieve. leem from death or. hour,

Or make his brother live-

j. Eternal life can ne'e T he ranfoa ia t Juftice will ne'er be That man may nc

5 He fees the brati fh an ! the h The tim'roua and t.

Quit their pofkiTion-, cl ; -\

And iiaftcn'to the gf^rc.

$ Yet 'tis his inward th.... ..,

•' My beufe (Ball eve; .; .

that ray name raaj ill give it to my land."

7 Vain are his thoughts his hopes an ^ ., How foon his BJJMn'i Hij> name ia bury'd in

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Pause

8 This is the folly of their way I

And yet their fons, as vain, Approve the words their fathers fay, And a£l ttuir works again.

9 Men void of wifcom and of grace*

Though honor raifethem high, Live like the head, a thoughtlefs race, And like the beaft they die.

10 (*".*id in the grave, like filly fheep,

Death triumphs o'<.V them there . Till the lad trumpet breaks their jQeep, And wakes them in defpair.)

PSALM 6() ver. 14, 15, fecond part. Common Mecie.

Death ana the R(furrc£!icn.

! \/*E fons of pride, that hate the jit ft, And trample on the poor, "W hf,, death has brought you down to du Your pomp flia.il rile no more.

2 Th* >>'• ^reat rby mail change thefcene When will that hour appear ! Vl'hen fhaf. thc.juft recivc, and reign O'er all tbr.c icom'd them here I

2 God will m; tonl reecive,

Call'd from the world away,

Arid break the prifon of the grave. To faife v ^img clay.

4 Iio-tv*r: 1 >we,

f ;," ii.hei ;

I er m« n <<■ pride their rage -cuiaui • ; more.

PSALM L. 99

PS^LM 49 Lon* Metre. ■» Smiwr'j dealhand M '■/< && reJutreS HY do the proud infult the poor : And bu^it the large eftate's they have* How vain are riches to fecure

Their haughty owners from the grave !

They can't redeern an hour from, death

With all the wealth in which they trull ; Nor g-ivca dyiitg brother breath,

When God c aim down to dull.

There the dark earth aac 'de

Shall clafp their naked bodies round ; That fiefbfo delicately fed

Lies cold and moulders in the ground.

, Like thoughts flieep the firmer ote», And leaves his glories in the tomb •. The faints (hall in the morning rife, And hear the opprcfFor's awful doom

- His honours perifh in the dufh

And pomp and beauty, birth and blood: That glorious day exalts the juft To full dominion o'er the proud.

5 My Saviour (hail my life reftore, ^

And raife me from my daik abode ; My flefh and foul (hall part no more,

But dwell forever near my God. PSALM sover. l 6. Firft part. Conimoa

The htf judgment; or, the Saints rewarded % r-p*HE Lord, the judge, before his throne |_ Bids the whole earth ^vt ni-h, The nations near the riling fun, 9R near the weftcvn fey.

*CP T s A xf|L

a No more fhall bold biafPbcmer7f,y, ;" JudgmeBum«l) ne'er begin 5* No more abufe his long delay To impudence and fin,

3 T)

iron d on a clauS our God ftall ConWj j. Bright flames prepare his way, rhu0derar.<J darkwefi fire and ft orm

Lead on the dreadful day.

4 peavn from above his call fhall bear,

Attending angtfls come, And earth End hell ma:J know, and fear tiiB jufhee and their doom.

5 " P»tgatber*amyfaintr(hecr,wJ

1 bat made their peace with God, Ky the redeemer's fccrifice, And feal'd it with his bl»od.

*" c!leu f3',h andworks brought forth 16 ohalJ make the world confefs Night.

My feryence of reward is right,1 And htav'n adore ray grace." PSALM 5o,Ver. 10, , j, ,4, Ic, aj. Second Par?, C< moion Metre.

Qhditnct is Utter th<yi Sacrifice. T^^Sfaitb the Lord;' 'the fpacious fieldf

* And flocks and herds art mine; Ocr ail the cattle of the bills,

I claim a right divine. ' I aflc nofheep forfacrificfi • Nor bullocks burnt with fire; To hope and Jove, to pray and praife,

Is all that I rfouire.

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'■ TrvnVc my name when trouble's near, My hand- iUll fet thee free I

P S A L M L. « Then {hull my thankful lips declare

* The honour due to ire.

4 « The man that offers hnmtle praife, « Declares my glory belt : 4 And thofc that tread my holy ways , k Shall my fetation bile.

PSALM $o ver. I, J, S, id, 21, 22 Part. Common Men .. T/k Judgment oj &$•/ HftfteJ I TTTTHen Chrffi to judgment fliall defend VV And faints feWfound their Lord, He call? the nations to attend, And hear his awful word. Z \ Not for the want of Qain

* Will I the world repra 6 Altars, and rites, and

* Without the fire of love.

£ « And what have hypocrite^ to do

* To bring their facrificc ? , •They call my ftatutesj true,

* But deal in theft and lies-

4 « Could you cscpea to 'efcapfc my fight; 4 And fin without dontroul '

* but i (hall bring your crimes to I

• With an^juifh in your ; Coniider, ye ctat fiig fl l\ - -- is wrath appear ; if once you : r4i

rue ru*

r 3 A L M cre«

30 s_ r S A L M

Who place their hopes in rites an

But make not faith nor love'their cafli$v

2 Vile wretches dare rehearfc his name

With lips of wifehood and deceit ; A fr?cnd or brother they defame,

And foothc and flatter ihofe they hate.

3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong* . ' Yet cln-.-e to feek ;heir makers face They take his cov'nant rn their tongue,

Ami break bi« laws, abufe his grace.

4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean,

pefird with Itfft, defil'd with blood ;* By night they pvactifecv'ry fin,

By diy their mouths draw near to Go&

5 and while jjisjodgroenf 8 long delay, *

They grow fecure and fin the more / They think he fleeps a-3 well as th-y, And put far off the dreadful da}, C 0 dreadful hour! wh?n God draws near, /A? before their eyes \

wrath their guilty fouls (hall tear,

no dellv'rer (h-rc to rife. PSA t M 50, To a new Tcne.

The Iqft Judgment. "^KE Lord the fov^cygn fends his fu*n>

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•' '.'^'':> oawrkefitne north ;

to weft the founding- order* fpreed ns of the r

PSALM L.

v, „arti. a^d hell, draw near, let a'1 thiuga ?o hear ^ j^ft.-rc, and the finnen doom, [ec*w B« gather fa* my faint* (t* J«?ge eo .jd« 0 Bring them, ye angels, from them difiantlands.

g BefceM my ccv'nsnt ftaods for ever good, Scal'a M/ the eernal faenfice in blooir, And fi?nMwth all their nnmevthe Greek the That paid the ancient worrtup or tne new. [jew, There's no diftinaion here, prepare their tnrouei, And near me feat my fav'ntes ana my fons.

A T, their tfmighty Saviour and their G*l

1 am 'heir Judge ; Ye hcav'ns proclaim *bro.d Mv'iuft eternal fentence , and declare- Thole awful truths, that finnen dread to near ; Sinners in Sion, tiemble and retire : I doom the painted hypocrite to fire.

< Not for the want nf goats or bullocks uain Do [ condemn thee ; lulls and goats *re rain, Witbont the flame* oflove ; in ram tnettorej Of brutal ofTnngs that wefe mine before ; Mine are the tamer beafrs and favage breed, ] tocks.berds andfieJd5,and forcfls where they feed

(> If I were hungry, would I afk thee food ? When did 1 ihirn. or tafle the vflim's blood ? ran I be fUtter'd with thy crlngisg bow.'. Thv Meran cbntt'rjng* and fimaflic vow; A:e my eyes chafrnM thy veftments to heboid, Glaring in gems and gay in woven gold ?

7 U.-vhiuking wretch ! hew rouldrt thoTi hope (Tj

-!. a fpirit, wi:h fuch toys a^ thefe ? [pleafe

le with my gra^e and ftatutes on my tongue,

and doll thy brother weo,g ;

« thy sea! pretend*,

Icitewt aie tfay c-hofts r.

131 P S A L M L,

8 Silent I waited with Ion* fufPring love,

But didft thou hope that I ihould ne'er reprove? And cheriih fuchau impious th >ught wiciiin That God the righteous wu-jld indulge thy finf Behold my terrors now ; my thunders roil, Aud thy own crimes affright thy guiity fou!.

9 Sinners, awake betimes ; ye fool?, be wife ; Awake before this dMatffufraoramg rifc(amend Change your vain thoughts, your fjoful works Fiy to the fuviour make the judge your friendj Lett like a lion his lilt vfcng'ance tear

Your trembling fouls, aad. ua dchv'rer near.

PSALM 50. To the old proper Tune. *Tkt laji Ju.'.gr/ient,

THE God of glory fends his fummons fonh, Calls the fouth nations and awakes the north From eaft to weft the fov'reiga orders fpre.id, Thro' diftant worlds and regions of the dead, The trumpet founds JuHtreral les ,heav '« rejoices ; Lijt up your I tads, ye faints, *with cbeerjul void s

2 No more mall atheifls mock his Ion* cje\zy ;

His veng'ance fleeps no more : behold the day; '

B-hold the judge defceudB ; hib guards are aigh;

Tempefts a.: d him down the iky.

When Go J appears, alt nature Jhdl adore him WhMeJinntts trembly fax , before him

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3 ' He2v'n,e.irthj and he!', draw near: let all .To hear my Jutiice am! ;he Tinners doom; But father firft my faints, the TL]d^e con. Bring them, ye augejs, from their diftant When Chrtjl returns , tvake every cheerful ,' slndfhout% ye Saints, he tames fur yvur fut .

a FV*holJ f my coVnant frauds forever -o j ■' beai'd by thve:erMl ._.;',

PSALM L. io5

A&d fun' J with all the:- names ; :he Greek, the Tnar paid the ancient wotfhip or the w*.' [jew T&ere'j wo difii'tiSion here :,fain all your wfetf, And rafe your beads,jef "dirts, for Lav*n rejoices.

5 ts Here [faith the Lore] ye angels fpread their

thrones, And near me fe*t my favYites and my fon». Come my rerfeem'd, prffefs the joys prepaid, Ere time began : 'tis your divine reward. When thrift returns* wah even cheerful pegim* AndJhouL. te faints, it corns for your faction.

P a u s e the Firft.

f> " I am the Saviour, I &' Almighty God, The fov'ceign judge: ye heav'as proalaiin abroad My iuft eternal feriteace, end declare Thole awful truths, that finner* dread to hear. When Gnd appears, all nature Jhalt adore him, V/hi'efmners tremble faints rejoice before him.

e »«Stand forth,:hoB bold y'ifpbemer,ind profane Now fee! my wrath, nor call my tbreatnkpgevaiii: Thou hypocrite once dreft in faints attire, 1 doom thee, painted hypocrite, to fire. Judgment proceeds ,hell trembles, ht*vTh rejoices ; Lift up your hands, ye faiuis, *wtih cbeerfta voices.

8 ** Nc^ for the want of goats, or bullocks Rain Do I condemn thee, bulls and coats are vain Without the flames of love .- ii van tr.e ftore Of brutal off'nngs, that were mine before. Earth is the Lord's, alt nature fh«1\ adore him ; While /tuners tremble- faint i rejoice before him

*«• If I vie-e hungry, would I afk ' -' f When did 1 thirfi, rtr drink try hullpck'. Mine are the tern:: beafts and lavage breed,

10(5 PSALM L.

Ffocks,herd8,& n>lds:& foretfs where they fced. All is the Lord's he rules the wide creation ; Gives Jinners vengeance, and the faitds falvation.

io' Can I be finter'd with thy cringing bows ; Tcy folcma ch.ut'ninrs and fantafticvows r Arc my eyes charmed thy vcfltaicnts to behold, Goring in ?eni8, and gay ia woven gold ? God is the Judge of hearts no fair difgu'fes Can firccn the guilty, when his vengeance rifes.

P A U S K the iccoD<\. l lUntkinking wretch ! how couMTt thou hope to A God,* fpirit, with fuch toys asthefe? (pleifc While with my grace and fiatutes on thy tongue Thou J©v*jft deceitvand doft thy bro'her wrong.' Judgment proceeds y hell 'trembles %heav*n rtjokes% Lift np your heads, ys faints , wit R cheerful voices.

12 ' Li vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends ; 'ibieves an J adult'rcrs are thy chofen friends While the falfe flatt'rer at mine altar wairs, His harden'd foul divine inftruftion hates.* God is the judge of hearts* no fair difguifes Canfcrcenthe guilty, when his vengeance rifes.

33 ■ Silent I waited with long-furFring love ; . But didit thou hope that I mould ne'er reprove? Andeheruh fuch aa impious thought withiu, 'Th.n the alUholy would indulge thy fin !" See God appears , all nations join ty adore him : Judgment proceeds, nnd Jinners jail before him.

14 Eehold my terrors now ; my thunders rrll Aiivl thy own crimes arT.igh; thy guilty foui ; Now l:!;e a lion mail mv vsn^r.ncc tear Thy bleeding heart, and no deiiv'rer n^ar. Judgment concludes, hell trembles, heavn rejoices. Lift up your heads, ye faints, with cheerjul voices.

PSALM LI. 107/

Epiphonema.. Wt * Sinners awake betimes; ye fools.be wife ; Awake before this dreadful morning rifefamend Change your vain thoughts, your iinful works Fly to the Saviour.mske the judge your friend,' Then join the feihis. wake evry cheerful pajion ; When Chrifi returns, he comes for your Jalvation' pSALM 51, Firft Part. Long Metre. A Penitent pleading for Pardon. I QHEW pity, Lord, O Lord forgive, v"3 Let a repenting rebel live ; Arc not thy mercies large and free ? May not a (inner truft in thee ? z My crimes are great, but can't furpafr ' The pow'r and glory of thy grace ; Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pard'ning love be found.

3 O waft my foul from cv'ry fin.

And make my guilty confeienee clean ; Here on my heart the burden lies, And pait offences pain mine eyes,

4 My lips with ihame my fins confess • Againft thy law, againa thy grace \

Lord, mould thyjudgment grow fcrere, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear.

5 Should fuddtn veng'ance feize my breath, I muft pronounce thee juft in death : And if my foul were fent to hell,

Thy righteous law approves it well.

6 Yet five a trembling linner, Lord, Whofe hope, ft ill hov'ring round thy word, Would light en fome fweet promife tbere,- 5c me furc fupport againfi defpahr.

IOS P S A I. M LI.

PSALM51, Second part. Long Metre. Original and Aftual Sin Ctnftjftfd*

X ". ORD: I am vile, concciv'd in fin, .1> J And born unholy and unclean ; Sprung from the man whofe guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all- *

2 Soon a? we draw our infant breath, , The feeds of {in snow up for death ;

The law demands a perfrcl he?,rt i But we're denTd in every part.

3 [Great God, create my heart anew, And form my fpirit pure and true ; O make me wife betimes to fpy, My ft' anger and my remedy. J

4 Behold L fall before thy face : My only refuse is thy grace ;

No outward forms can make me clean; The leprofy lies deep within.

5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding bead, Nor hyflbp branch, \icr fprmkling pric(t, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor ica, Can waflithe difmal ftain away.

Q Jefus, my God, thy blood alone hath po wV fufficicnt to atone : Thy blood can make rue white as fnow, No Jewifh types could cleanfe me fo.

7 While gailt diltur^ :.ks my peace,

Nor Horn liar foul hath reft or cafe ; I-ivd, let me hear tny pard'ning voice, And make my broken heart rejuica,

PSALM LL z-zj

P A LM ji, Third pArt, Lom> Metre,

7*^ Eaclji dtr refer ed ; or, R<p>ni:ncc and Fa\ih in the Blood 9/ Chi

' /^\ Thou that heartl when finiieri c \^J Tho' all my cry.v. Beho!d them net with artery look, But blot their m<;rn'ry fr:^. tfcy l . .

2 Create my nature pure within. And form en 7 TVj averfe to fin : Let thy good fpirft niTer depart, Nor hide thy prefence from my heart*

I T cannot live witfifcut thy K Caft out and b-in -fii'd from ' Thine holy joys, my GorJ, record, And guard me, that 1 fail no mor :

4 Tho* I have griev'd thy fpirit, I Thy help and comfort ftill afford : And let a wretch come near To pka-j the merits of toy Son

; \ b-ofcen heart, my God, my 'king-. Is all the facri/ce I brinf : The God of grace will ne'er'de/pift A broken heart for facrif cc.

# My foul Heshumbledin the dull, An \ 8wr,t thy creadfu fentence jut : Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye^ And fave the foul cenoco r.'d to die.

7 Then wifl 1 teach the world thy ways t Sinners (hall learn thy fov'reign grace Li lead them to my Saviour's blood, frail prai e a pardmng GA. G

no < F S A L M LI.

8 O may thy Jove infpire my tongue! Salvation (hail be si] my long ; And a/1 my pow'rs (halt join to blefs The Lord my ftrtngth and lightcoufnefs.

FSALM 51. 3 — 13. Furtpirr. Com. Metre" Crigmat and afiua/Jn conftjfed and Pat done J*

1 T OIvD, I would fpread my fore di lire (3, JLj And guilt before thine ryes ? Againft thy laws, agaiufi: t!iy grace.

How hi^h my crimes arife ?

2 Shouldft thou condemn my foul to hell,

And crulh my fleih to duu\ Heaven would approv; thy veng'ance weli» And earth mull own it juft.

3 I 'from the ftorkof Adam came,

Unholy and unclean ; All my original is flume, And all my nature fin.

4 Borninawoild of gui t, I drew

Contagion with ray breath ; And as my days advane'd, I grew Ajufter prey for death,

5 Clear.fe me, O Lord and cheer my foul

With thy forgiving love ; 0h make my broken tpitlt whole, Aoti bid my pains remove.

6 Let net thy fpiiite'ir depart,

Nor drive me from thy face i Create a new toy vicious heart, And frllit with thy grace.

y Then will I make thy mercy know?? Before the furrs of men y

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Packflrders fliall addrefs thy throne, And turn to God 3gain.

" P S A L M 52 14 17. Second Part.

t'< mmen Metre. Repentance and Jaith in th* blood of Chnft,

1 C\ ^®® °^ mercy' Jicar my call, \J My loads of >6w.k remove, Break down this feparating wall That bars me from thy love.

I Give me the prt fence of thy grace, Then my rejoicing tongue Shall fprak aloud thy righteoufnefs, And make thy praife my fong.

No blood ofgoits 1.- a heifer (lain

For fin could e'er atone ; The death of Chrifl fail Hill remain

Sufficient and alor.e. . A foul oppreft with fin's defert

My God will ne'er drfptfe 5 A humble groan, a broken heart

Is our bed facritice.

I? S A L M 55. Common Metre. The JiJ appointment of the nuked.

WHYfliould the mighty make their And heav'nty grace defpife ? (boarl In their own arm they put their truft.

And fill their mouths with lies. But God in veng'ance fnall defrrov, je And drive them from his face ; TvTo more fcaU they his church annoy,

Nor find on earth a place. But like a cultur'd olive grove, l>ref»\-i in immortal green,.

V* r s a l m Lir.

^, blooming in thy love. A mirf ft tny courts sre feen.

4 On thine etcrnaj grace, O Lord, Thy faints Hull nit fecure. And a i who trtfft th) !)o'y word, Shall find fa

PS AL M cs, Long Metre, 7"Aj? T'otfr c/~ Self dcpendtnce9

VTTHY mould the haughty hero boafT, * His vengeful arm, his warlike boii

While blood denies his cruel hand, And defolation wailes the land.

2 He joys to hear the c.ptive's cry, The widow's groan, theorphan'* fi^h : And when the wcary'd fword would fpai Rii falichood fptends the fatal fnare*

3 He triumphs in the deeds of wrong, And arms with rage his impious tongue : With pride proclaims his dreadful pow'r,

And Lies the trembling world adore*

4 But G :1 beholds, and with a frown, Celts to the dud bis honours down : The righteous freed, their hopes recall, And hail the proud oppreffors fall.

5 How low the intuiting tyrant lies; Who dar'd the eternal pow*r defpife'. 3

An! vainly d< 'fipus j»y

His arm almighty to dedroy.

6 We pv '■' cn£l A

■ Shall

PSALM LIV. ¥■

PS A L M 53, 4~~$, Co tun. on Msrr^. I Y'Bcry an J deliverance J r,cm Pcrjecuticn,

ARE all the fens ofSton foes, Who thus dtiiroy her faints ? Do they not know h< r Saviour rules, And pities ht.r complaints

; They (hall be feiz'd furprife ;

For God's avenging arm Sha'J crufh tlie I ; a f i J that dares arifet To do his children harm.

| In vain the fons of fatan bead, Cr armies in array ; When God has i r ft^efpia'd their hofts. They fall an eafy prey,

(. Oh for a word from Sion's k'jg, Her captives to rcftore ! Thy jjyful faints- thy pra'fe lhallfing, And Ifiaei weep no more,

V ! A L VI 54, Common Metre.

r "TJ EHOl D us Loid, and !et ourcry J3 E-Jo c thy throne afc; Caft thou on us ;. ye,

And liill our lives' defend.

I For fl^ught'ring foes infult U3 round. Oppicifion pro'irl and vain, They tatt thv tewplts to the ground, Ana ad on=- rights prophane,

we truif, An

i tO uilH,

otir voice.

4. B nd,.

Upheld us in ,

**•" * S A L M LV.

Extrno' thy truth thro* ev'ry land, faluftili thy people bit ft.

tBAi3SJ!^L9 iS ,7? ,s' "• c^-m^

Support jor the Ajjiiaed 'and tempted Soul.

1 i^) p°Ldmyre%e^earmycnc6, V_X Heboid my flowing tears. For earth and hell my hurt devifc, And triumph m my fears. J Their rage is level'd at my life, My foul with guilt they load, And fill my thoughts with inward Arife To fhake^my hope In God.

S What inward ! pains my heart-flrings wound I groan with ev'ry breath ; Horror and fear befet me roiyid Amongd the fhades of death. 4 Oh were I like a fcather'd dove, And innocence had wings, I d fly, and make a long remove From all thefe reftleft things, $ Let me to fome wild defer t go, And find a peaceful home, Where dorms of malice never blow, Temptations never come,

6 Vain hopes and vain inventions aH

To »fcapethe rage of h\U 1 The mighty God, on whom I c Can fave me here aa well.

V A ' v s s.

7 By morning light ITl fcek hi* fac-,

At noon repeat my cry, The night mall hear me arte his gi Nor will he long den v.

? S A L M LV.

)

$ God fhall prefcrve my fou! froxi frar, Or fhJeld me when afn»fd : Tc* thoufami angels muff appear If he command their aid,

9 I call ony burdffts on the Lord,

Tb" Lord fufh'ns them a'l :

My courage refts upon Jiia word,

lliat faints (hall netcr fall.

10 My hi^hefl ho'pes mall not be vain.

My lips fhall fp^ead his praife ; While cruel and deceitful men, Scarce live oot half iheir days.

P3ALM J5. i>, r<5> !7» f9-. 22- Short Metre, i X ET finr.crs tike their courfe, Li And chufe the road to death But in the vrorfuip of my God I'll fpend my daily breath.

2 My thoughts addrefs his throne, « When morning brings the light

I feek his blcSrog ev'ry noon,

And pay ray vow» at night.

3 Thou wilt regard my cries,

O ruy eternal God, While tinners prrifti in furpriie Be;iei'h t'lin* ancjry rod.

5 BecauTe eh :y <:*.ve!l at eafe, ad changes fee; Thty neither ear, nor truft thy name, Not ieavn to do thy wiif»

5 ~jt 1 with all my carej, Will lean upon the Lord* I'll raft: my burdens on 1 i , r.rrn • And reLl up,>n hi? vrori.

70 f t A X M i.v:.

6 Ha arm mall well luftafn The ch:' drcn of hit love ; The ground on which t'heirVafet; No earthly powV can move. MM.M c6

0) M'peotleitn'anjwr ,W, , ,,, i /f^ Thou

u

To v t .

2 The fons Join •

Nor will I fa. *h,t fl. Ill can do, The off ^rii.g of ti.e daft.

4 They wrt.il my word* to mifchief (till,

Charge me with unknown faults .. I*or mifchicft all their counfcls fill, " .And malice a l,t5,

5 Shall they efcape witrrout thy fi

Mull their devicea fraud ; Oh catt the fiau^fcty finnei: Jo • n, A^d Jet htm "know thy hand ! " Pause. ( God fees the forrowa of hh faints, Their groans effect his eara i Thy mercy countslny juft complaint:, And numbers all r»y tears, ben to thy throne Ira/ft my cry The wicked /ear zrd fW • '

PSA L M LVII. | ii? 80 fvrift is p-sy'r to read: the fay. " So near is God tw me. S In tbec. mod holy, joft, a'->J tiue, 1 have repos'd n>y trutf i Kor will I tear what fcian can do, The offspring of the duft. 9 Thy folemn vews are on me, Lord, Thou (halt receive my praife > I'll fing, *4 how faithful is thy word ! How righteous all thy uays." 10 Thou haft fecur'd ir.y foul from death, Oh kt thy pris'ner free. That heart and hand, and fife and breath . .• be cB'plpy'd for ihec

PSALM 57. Long Metre. Pro^ /c»r Protection : Gr*^ c^ 7Vfi& i t^ /r Y God, in whom are all the tyring! J&'l Of boa;: and grace: unknown

Hide me btntath thy fpreadit.g wings, Till the car* blood is overthrown. 2 Up to the heavns 1 fend my cry, * 'l he Lord will my denies perfoirn ; He uu^ bis angels from the iky, ^

And favefl me item the threading norm

: thou exalted, O my Gcd, ('.bove the heav ns, where angels dwell , Thy pow'rbn earth be known abroad, And knd to land thy wonders tell. 4 My heart is nVd; ay foi'-g (b^ ,ai^ Immortal honours to th> name : J *wake, my totoguie, to found his praife. W- the glory of my fraitc.

G 1

— - f rbALM LVIII. 5 High o er the earth Ms merer reigns, • And reaches to the utmoft iky * H13 truth to endlefs years remain,, When lower worlds difiota and die. 6 Be thou exalted, O my God,

Above th.heav'na, where 'angels dwell ; Tby pow r on earth be known abroad, And ,and to land thy wonders tell. PSALM 58, As the 1,5th halm.

J Warning to Magi/irate*.

VI?:PES' who ru,e tne *'o»-ld by lawa Wiilyedtfpife the righteous c/Jj' * When v.Ie oppreffion waftes the land f Pare ye condemn the righteous poor And let rich finners 'fcape fecare.

While gold end grea'nefs bribe'your hand! Z Have ye forgot, or never knew That God will judge the judges too !

-High in the heav'ns his juftfee reiVa* >et : you invade the rights of God ; And fend your bold decrees abroad, To bind the confeience in your chains. 3 A poifon'd arrow is your tongue, The arrow fharp, the poifoiHtron<r

And death attends where'er it wounds - 1 0.11 hear no couoJeJs, cries or tears ; ' bo the aeaf adder ftops her ears 1

Agamft the power of charming founds r Break cut their teeth, eternal God, lhofc teeth of lions dy^ in blood •

And crufh the ferpente in the duff • As empty chaff, when whirl winds-rife, **ftrethefwerpingte»pett flict, *o let their hopes and names be loft,

PSALM LIX. | ***

r TV Almighty thunders from the fey, " Thur grandeur melts, their titles die, As hills offttow diflblvc and run ; Or fnails that perifh in their flime. Or births that come before their time, £ Vain births that never fee the fun. 6 Thus (hall the vengeance of the Lord Safety and joy to faints afford ;

And ail that hear fhall join and fay, 4 Sure there's a God that rules on high, | • A God that hears hischildreri cry, • And will their fuller. r,gs well repay. PSAL M 0. Short Metre, Prayer /or national 1ltUvr.ra.1c2.

1 IT ROM -foes that round itrrftr, JC G God of heav'n defend.

Who brave the veng'ance of the fkies, And with thy faints contend.

2 Behold from diilant "norcc,

And defert wilds they come, Combine for bicod their barb'rous fofC^ And thr£' thy cities roam.

3 beneath the Client made Their fecvei plots they lay,

Our peaceful walis by night navad*, And rafte the fields by day,

4 And will the God ftf grace, Regardlefs of our pain,

Permit, fecure. that impious raoe To riot in their reign r 3 In vain their fecret guUe Or open force tt^y proves

M IX.

pierce tbedfepeft veil,

hadd their ftreagtfa remove.

6 Vet fave them, Lord, from detuh,

Led we Forget their <Jo6m Lot drive ihejn, with thxe angry breath, Iteough diftant lands to ro;m.

7 Then fesjl ourgratchd voice _ Proclaim car gudrdkn God ; Fhe round the eawh rejoice,

ad found thy praife abioad.

PSALM Co} Common Metre.

1 I °.f D»thou haft f« guiTtyland

-cevcr puxe thy hand And mere tifrn.

the terrcrs of

3 OurZion tremble) poke,

d band i iduhaftbrc

nd.

4 E*a! ' nncr :n the lc.M,

l'->r tficfe ..-.,« frarthy i;: From barl

And put our :.

5 Attend a

And he their guar J .

In vj

■v,

P S A h }-1- J

- eneaththyguidcingba*, $hailg*ina glad renown : 'tis God who make* t^e feeble toad. Andtteadft*he mighty down.

p 3 A L M oi, 6. Short Metre.

XXTKEN overwhelmed with grief VV 'v'v heart within me dies, He picfr, and far from all relief, * To neav'n 1 lift mine eyes. ! Oh lead me to the rock

That'* high above my head, And make the coverlet thy wing! My (htlter and my (hade. 3 Within thy preface, L«rd, Fore«r I'll abide. Thou art the tower of my cefence, I he refuge where i hide. £ Thou give'U me the lot, *' Ofthofe that fear thy name : Ifcucicfs hfe be their rewai Khali pof -iUC-

PSALM 6:,Ver. 5, xa,L •

To reaves-, or, Faith. $ Own*

Grace and Po^vjt,

1

rock and refuge is his throne:

la t all my Itraitai ^

foul or* his falvltion waft*.

ir ways,

ir out your hearts be ace.s

lavaae,

..". ;itat ai wL

psalm Lxrri.

e the men of high degree, ■r Tort aie vanity : tin f^'ance both appear a puff of empty air. ! tncreifmg gold your truft ur hearts oagliu'ring duff i . U ; 'alp the fleeting fn.oak, • »« what God has fpoke. S On,-. lS awful voice declarM,

Un<* ;J again my ears have heard, All power , his eternal doe: Hcmufc befearM and trufted too. <5 ForfovV:i7PDon-crrC;ffn8nolaI Gwewa r iher of the throne:

bbtfl well dmde our hit reward.

Psalm 6? 12-,, r «.

"3. •i.*»J. 3>4, Firft part. Common Metre.

E The mom tig of a Lord's day AjU Y, my God, without delay, 1 nafte to feek thy face ; Mythirftjr/pirit fajnu away

Without thy cheering grace. 3 So Pilgrims on the fcorohing fan£j Beneath a burning /kyf Long for a cooling ftrcanj at j^ And they muft drink or die. 3 I've feen thy glory and ihy pow** Thro' all thy-tempJe mine . My God, repeat that he:VR]y hour.

luut vifion io divine. #•» all thebltfUn-fiof a feaft Can plcafe rr»y ioul if well,

pSALM LXTII. 1 123 As when thy richer grace I tattc, And in iliy prcfencc dwell, r Not life itfeiF, with all its joys, Can mv beft pailions move, Or raife fo high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 6 Thus till my laft expiring day I'll blefs my God and kmg 5 Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips io ling. • SAL M 63, ver. 6-io. Second Part. Common Metre. Midnight Thoughts Rscdlt3eJ^ l 'HO WAS in the watches of the night jL I though '-; n thy pov/sr, I kept thy lovely fact in fight Aroidft the carkeit hour.

3 My fl*& laT rc^n8 °? my bcd*

My foul arofe on high ; «' My Goff, my life, my hope, I faiu, Bring thy falvation nigh " »? My fpirit labours up thine hill, '.? And climbs the hejv'nly road But thy right hand dpholds mc Am, While ipmfue my God.

4 Thy mercy ft'retchet o'ev.my bead

The fhadow of thy wjj.v My heart rejoices in thirteHid. My tongue awakes and fings. | But the deftroycrs of my peace Shall fret and ra^e in vain ; Xheienpter ftioH forever ctafe, jUd all my iir.s U &um

*** f S A L M

5 Butthk foyers o/ my peace

bha.fretandragcmvzin; The tempter mall for ever ceafe. And all my uni be flam.

6 Thy (Word mail give my foes to death,

And fend them down to c1 In the dark caverns of the earth, Or in the deeps of hell. p S A L M V^Lod- Metre. 4«Y*V4fe-C*d: or, 7i^ love 0/ God: toon Life,

1 QR?bolfd' r"i!ge ^humble ciafm \J I hou art my hope, my joy, my rcll ;

Iheglonesthatcompofeth/name . SUndaU engag'dtomakemeblefl. 2 Thou great and good, tboujuft a„d ^f Thou art my Father and my God And lam thine by facred tie./ J^ ion, thy fcrvant, bcu: .3 Vv^th heart and eyes and lifted hand*

F^^eIicng,totheeiiook,; As .travellers >n thirty lai.ds,

rant for the cooling water brook.

4 With early fect I Iovc t» .

Among thy fahns, and feck thy face,

And fet the povv'r of fov'refgn grave.

5 Nor fruits or wine., that tern* cur ta

^opcafurcs that to fenfe belong tou.d make me fo divinely b'ett Orraifefohigh my cheerful fong. * My iffc itfe.f without thy love,

*\o t;.ft: or pcafurc con d affo d ;

s A t, M LXIIf. 1 it. burden prove* unifil'd from the Lord. A- ' ,,c ,-,kcfu' hour*- of night, ' notify ewes efflid my head,

, tJpcwgKt of tLee gives new delight, Attd add* refr&in cat to my bed. 8 I'll lift rry ham's, Til raife my voice,

Wtule I h»ve breath to pray or praile ; Thi3 work ftlill .r.ake my hcait rejoice, And blefs the remnant of my days.

PSALM 63, Short Metre. SeJing God. , Tk/rY God permit my tongue J_yl This joy, to call tbec mine ; And !et my early cries prevail To talk thy h>*e divine. 2 My thirily fainting foul

Thy mercy does implore ! Not travellers in defert lands Can pant for water more. 3 Within thy churches lord, I long to nd my place, Thy powar and glory to behold, Am! Ldtr.y quickening grace.

a For I?ie without thy love NorexiOi can afford: Nor jov can be compared with this,

To ferve and pleafe the Lore, To) cr.ee FUiift my Innda, ^

Andpr :\'\ tl.ee while ilyjcl Not the rich dainties oi a teal [ure gtve«

5

fr f'MlM LXV

t ,ict J*y God ,0 ""'■><' ; I.h.rkWwlTet|

AndaH thy d<al,»g. k£ad>

***«*»*.» bee,*, he,_ To ihre my fpiri, «,>., P Ard«,n,„y«.,tlhr „provy Mv ohcr,.t„) hope.ilie,,

^.ni.ravk.ep,, Ji.^.o.,„,l.,faiyFat,irr

^n<: h. fiipport.my (lrp,

, ''!:.. '^ 6* LoBg Metre.

" r 1 . ', ''tUnd to mY complaiar " •? W JrfP'-^ fp.r,> /air/ j r; ln/«cr" fpread tile «»»,

• l"on be thy care.

£." "ou^fo*. ,nd deadly lB.

*' -'-d pride depart' '

A' ^"-^ndo.y heart.

3 '' ' liceaad thy power dtfi,],.,

*« •"/arthyfoe.aaay/ *

A"- ■'m.tr.uu.phantbref. the Lord.

r Then A,H,hjr church exafc her voice

--'..:- I. ve.hvn^erejoierf ■PProael, thine awful lhrone, Pl«d the merit, „f thy vSon.

•' f.Fir« Pm.Loaa Metre- Puil.c Pre,tr and Proyt S '

HP H E praifc „f Z;OT, WJ,,f8 for J- M> Ood; .„d prsife become, thy h00f.

PSALM- LXvl 1^7

There (ball thy faints thy glory fee, And there perform their public vows. fi O thou, whofe mercy bends the giies, To fave when humble tinners pray, AH fends to thee fhall lift their eyes, And cv'ry yielding heart obey. * Againft my will my fins preva."', .

° But grace (hall purge .way the flam ; The blood ofChrilt will never fail. To warn my garments white again. A Ble&'d is the man whom thou (halt choofe And give him kind accefe to thee i Give him a place within thy houfc, To tafle thy love divintly free. Pause.

5 Let Babel fear when Z:on prays ;

Babel, prepare for long diftrefs, When Z;on's G»\ fmnfelf arrays In terror and in Rigbteoufoefo-

6 With dreadful tjlory God fulfils

What hisaffli&ed faints icqucfti And v/ith almighty wralii reveals _. His love to give hi* church*! reft.

7 Then (hall the f iking nations run

To Zior/ •• own their Lord ;

The rifmg and .h - fetting fcn,

Shall fee the Saviour's name ador w.

PSALM 65—13, Second Fart. Long 1 fefl Jjiv'ne Providence in air, earth, an,! flu \ c

5^ Go</ of Nature and Grace. f rTp HE God of our fal*£i?»n hears X The groans of Zion, mis'd with tea:

i a £ M , xv;

Yet when he comes witi t.'n ? ^ r

1 J" h,n,,the"«ofmal, depend.. Ta asth ,c ««b'. remote/ cads Where the creat„r'.n;iKlc ;sfe. • By »«ure* feeble %bt alonT' ' '

^f'thwr frighted fou'. to God

AtdltadfulJ'«ance from the ftore

*"««>«• the no.T3ruo.pea.ce.fcs

Hecate, ,h eragi ng crowd , o peace. • Wfcen a tumultous nation ra,cS, * : w'ld a.tnew.nd,, and loud a, wave,. 5 Whole kingdom., ftafcen by the ft

He Jetties m a peaceful form; ^

|; Moootaioi .eftablifVd by hi. hand. g. Firm on tbe.r old foundation, ftand. ! « Behold, his enfign. [„tep tht ,.

ihe heathen land, with £ift J^' From the br.ght horrors torn thZ eyts.

7 At hi, command the morning,; ,- Sonic., « the eatt. and lead. The day i he go.de. the fun's declining whccl3y' Over the top, of tveflern hilfc.

8 Seafon.and tirre, obey his voice -

The," "'"8 Dnd the "">'<• ^"ice '

L°J^ ?Vh ™AC{0l< » '"mowers, ^ Laden «,thfru,t, and drefs'd in flJWCr;.

'" from his wat'ry (lore, 00 high Me give, the thirliy groove foppiv -

f S A L M LXV| u^j

He walks upon the clouds, a.Jthen^e both his enriching drops difpenfe. So Tie defert grows a fruitful field, Abundant fruit the vallies yield ; ] The vallies front with cheerful voice, And neighb'ring hiUi repeat their joy g. ^ i The patees fmilc in green array, There lambs and larger cattle play 5 The larger cattle and the lamb, Each ia his language fpeak* thy name, i 2 Thy works pronounce thy pow'r divine ; I Cer ev'ry t:eld thy glories (hine ; Through ev'ry month thy gifts appear ; Great God, thy gocdnefs crowns the year, f A S L M 6; Firft part. Long Metre. Ap-ayrr hearing Cod \ end the CenMi called-

1 T>R-MSE waits in zion, Lord, for thee JL There (hall our vows be paid j

Thou ha (I an ear v.h n tinners pray, All fleih foaUfeek thy aid-

2 Lord, cur iniquities pre*ai),

But pardoning grace is thine , _ And thou wilt grant us power and Unl To conquer ev'ry Gb. 3 BWd an: the men whom t*)OU wilt cliufd To bring them near thy Uqe, . Give them a dwelling in thine nou'.e, To f^ft open vhy grace.

, In anf, 1 *»\* "«<*■'

Thytrulb : •• ':r »."»".«! r^

1

*" /PSA ; m l^T

S-Thu,fl,.V.heWo„d'n„en91;oBsfee . ,''f»Prd"ifioodan<lJ"It ; -Anddmant.-aanHfflytothee, And make thy name their tnift 6 They dread th ..

When figns ,n heav',, appear • U'

But, hey ,},.>,,,, ^ J

And love as well as i'tar. FSALMCj. &„„„ Par,'. Commonly.

7&r bleJ,„s,ofrain.

1 'T God7 "■/ ,ftrC"fh Jhe "««*» ft^d Tt r of et«na! pow'r ;

lhefea grow, caln, a, thy command, And tempefls ceafe to roar,

* TI,rmor";ng Bgfct»»de»'ning made _ Wffive comforts bring , *

i by pknteoo. fruit. mak« barrel, g!a J Ihy flowers adorn the fj,riHg. fc J* S.Seafon, and &»„, and moonj

"eav »' «"b aad air are thine; '

Wnen cloud, diHil in fm,tIui fi)0;

ine author is divine.

Thofe wand-ring ciiterm in the /lev

Ti7wnCby thew»nd8 around, Whofe *at>y trcafurcs irill fuppIr

The furrows of the ground. The thjrfty ridges drfulc their fJJ,

And ranks of corn appear; Thy way. abound -Wth hkffing. flJH, i «y goodneis crowns the year.

PSALM tX\T, 1 tst

\

t P S A L M ()%. Third Part, Common Me: re*

"Thebleffings of Spring: or, Qod gives rain%

A Pfalm for the Hufbandman.

1 f~~* OD is the Lord, the heav'nly king, V_I Who makes the* earth his care i Vilits the pall urcs ev'ry fpring,

And bids the grafs appear.

2 The clouds, like river*, raU'd on high,

Pour out $t his command Their wat'ry bleffiogs from the ffcy, To cheer the thirl! y land;

3 The foftcnM ridges of the field

Permit the corn to fpring ;

The vallies rich proviiions yield.

And the poor lab'rers fing.

4 The little hills on ev'ry fide

Rejoice at falling (how'rs The meadows, dreb'd in beauteous pride, Perfume the air with flow'rs,

5 The barren clods refrewVd with rain,

Promife a joyful crop ; The parched grounds look green again. And raife the reaper's hope.

6 The various months thy goodnefs crowns,

How bounteous are thy ways ! The bleating flocks fpread o'er the downs:

And (hepherds fhout thy praife. P S A L M 66. Firft Part, Common Metre. Governing power and goodnejs : or, Our Gra<?. trie J by JJliil:ons.

' .OINO ail the nations to the Lord, &5 SiftjJ with a joyful noKs ;

*3* (PSALM

With melody of i

His honours and your joys.

3 Say to thr powV that form'd the ficy,

• How terrible art thou J

' Sinners before thy prefencc fly,

* Or at thy feet they bow.'

3 (Come fee the wonders of our God,

How glorious are his ways ?

In Mofes* hand he put the rod,

And clave the frighted feas,

4 Ke made the ebbing channel dry,

While Ifra'l pafi'd the flood ; There did the church b'egin their And triumph in their God,)

5 He tu'es by bi9 refrfllef* might :

Wi 1 rebel-mortals clare" Provoke th' ctrrnal to the fi

And tempt that dreadful war ?

6 Oh biffs our God, and n?Vei

Ye faints, fulfil hispraile ; ■ He keeps our life, maintains our peace, And guides our doubtful ways.

*] Lord thou haft prov'd our fuiT'rtri To mske our graces mine So ft I've r b$ar«« the burni i he metal t.

c> Th^o' wat'i-

Led to pc By

I

P S ' A L M LXV . »M

P S A L M 6'>. 13—20, Second Pact,

Praife ro God /&r hearing Prayer,

1 ^TOW (hall my Mernn vows be paid JlN To that almighty pow'r,

That heard the long rtquefts I made In my diltrefsful hour.

2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare

To make his mercies known ; Come ye that fear my God. and heat- The wonders he has doi:e.

3 When on my head huge forrews fe*lf

I fought thy heav'nly aid , He fav'd my linking foul from. hell» And death's eternal fkade.

4 If fin lay cover'd in my heart,

While pray'r cmploy'd my tong-J- ; The Lord had mown me no regard. Nor 1 his praifes fung.

5 But God (his name be ever bleft)

Has fet my fpirit free ; Nor turn'd from him my poor requefc, Nor turn'd his heart from me, PSALM 67. Common Metre, 1T/;e Nation's pro/pertly, and the Church's thereto}

2 O HINE, mighty God, on Zion fliine> \^ With beams ofheav'nly gra«e -, Reveal thy pow'r thro all our poalU, And (hew thy fouling face,

% £ A mid ft our realm exalted high Do thou our glory Hand, And like a wall of guardian firs tkirround the fan'rite Iliad ~\ H

1;>* p p m ixvnr.

3 Whet faallthy nam, from more to W

bound all the earth abroad ;

And diilant nations -know and love

Their Saviour and their God.

4 Smgiothe Lord. rc aidant lands,

Sing loud with fejetnn voice: Let ev'ryton t his praife,

And ev'ry heart r+jofee.

5 %^e ^reat Lord, the fov'reiVn iucV-

That ills enthronM above, In wrifdom rules the worlds he made, And Bids. them tafle his love.

6 ^-^11 obey" ommand,

eafe ; Our God will crown his chofen land - 'raitfiitae^andpeftce-. tHe Redeemer flatten round

T.„H;-; inner.

isthccrSi

utaioft hound

v* <tf, ver. f.-:^-3 3,..2r. FirftFart re.

pajfwn of GQD EI Gr-d atifis in all his might,

A:!i'< I of heji to fl»V^

cloud the ikic'

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? S A I. M XI Sing to his name: ye tons of grace ; Ye faints rejoice berore his face.

4 The widow and the fatherlefs Fly to his aid in (harp diltrefs ; In him the poor and helplefi ! nd A judge that's jnft, a fat

5 Ke breaks the captives ain, And pris'ners i ht again i But rebels that difpute his will, Shall dwell in chains and darknefs dill.

6 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; Crown him, ye nations, in your fong :

His wond?rous naroe-s and pdw'rs lehcarfv, His honours ftiall enrich you! verfe.

7 He fiiakes the hea»rn» with loud alarms - How terrible is God in arms I

In Ifra'l are his mercies known, Ifra'l is his peculiar throne. § Proclaim hirn King, pronounccfoim bleft ; He's your defence, your joy} your u-ii :

rife, and n: tioria faint, God is the ftrenglh of ev'ry faint.

V SAL M 48 v,"r- '7, '■

Lire M,c re. Chrift's /jjeenfion, ana the gr/V of thcfpirit: i T OPvD wfacn thou dolt sfc<

JL-J Ten thoufajd angels (ill'd the f y ; Thole hcav'nly guards around thee \ Like chariots that

2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear

' ;rious ji'htn the Lord was the Whi'e he pronouncM hi? dreadful And ftruck the chofen- tribes with awe.

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3 How bright the triumph none can tell* When the rebellious pov/rs of he!l, That thoufand fouls had captive made> Were all in chains like captives led.

4 RaiYd by his Father to the throne, Be fent his promis'd fpirit down, Wi'thpfifts and grace for rebel men. That Goi may dwell on earth again.

PSALM oK9 Ver, 19 o, 20, 21 , 22, Third Part, Praifejor Umporal lltjfings » 01^ tornmon and ' J fa- cial Afercitj'm WE blefs the Lords the jufl, the good, Who fills oar hearts with heav'nly Who pours his bleffioga from- the fkies [food And loads our days with rich fupplies.

2 He fends bis fun his circuit round,

To cheer the frnils, to warm the ground I He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain, llefrefh the thirfty earth again.

'3 'Tis to hie care we owe our breath, .And Jill our near efcapes from death $ Safety and health to God belong, Ke heals the weak, and guards the ftrong,

4 He makes the faint and firmer prove The common bleflings of his tave : Eut the wide dilFrencf that remains, Isendkf joy or endltfs psinsi

', that bru'Vdthe ferpent's head* d; e ferpt nt's feed. ma' tread,

sorn finnerVheart confound, i«l with * tafl in^ v. ound.

( hand hi* faint*' mail raifo, tfjm 1 lie de'p a't/1,01 eK^pcr feas ;

7y:T S A L M LXi:J And bring them Co Ir's court above, There ftiali they tafre his ("peciallove. PSALM 69" Ver.T;.l'£ F^rft p^rt„, Commofl Metre. !T^ /u 7 £■*• trigs qfChtiAjor ourjhjfvai ion. I ' Q AVE me, O God, the fwelling floods, O'* Break in upon my foul :

* I link ; and formwa o'er my head

* Like mighty waters roll-

3-< I cry 'till all my voice be gone,

* In tears I wafle ihe day ;

* My God, behold my fcpgm'g eye?,

' And ftiorten thy delay.

3 * They hate my foal -whheut a ca-ufe^

* And ft ill their nuoi&efs grows ;

*■ More than the hairs around my kg&

* And mighty are my fo'ee*

4 * fTwa$ then' I r-a'd that dreadful d ;$i

J That men could never pay,

* And gave thofe honors to thy ': v

' Which finners took away.*1

5 Thus, in the great Mefiia-h* slan

The royal prophet ■-.'< i Thus he awakes bm hearts to grief, And gives usjoy by turns.

6 « New mall- the fah

load

* Gf-forrovr, pain, anu thamc.

, VGrief, like a garment cloth'J me rfprvd

* And fackcioth was my dr-.

i While I proenr'd for naked i'ouii H^hteoufnj

I"; Awofigamybrethrci. and the jew* I like a Granger flood,

An^bare their vile reproach to bring' IneGcnt.Iesntar to^od, , ?

) ''I come in fmfui mortals ftead, To ^OQ^.Fnthfr'swilJ: Yet when i cleared my Father'* hocfe, *neyfcan.dalig'd-rr»y zeal. r.

o « JMy faftingaaftdiBy holy groans/ Were made the drunkard s long j ButGodfrom Ms cejeftjal throne t»eartfmy complaining tongue, i «« He faT'd m* from the dreadful deep.

Where fears befet me round.; He ra,3'd and fiVd my finking feet, ;

On well efrabliuYd- ground. \'Twaa in a moit accepted hour, j ■ ly prayer, arofc on high, And iormy fakemy God mail hear '

i he dying finner's cry.*' AtM G?. vet ,4, */, *, 2? £ SceoQd Cutnirvpr. .Metre. .

The PaffioHnd Exaltation ofChrifl. '

j O W lev our lips with holy fear \ ™rJ mournful pleafqre fine-

"'7'^ of «»»■ great high pr»eft, ine lorrowsof our kino-.

iksin floods of decjfitfftrefc, •w high the waters rffet W hjic So his henv'niy * Father'* ear Is perpetual cries.

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PSALM LXIX J i$9 Why fliould thy fav'rite l6ok like one % Forfaken of thy grace.

j " With rage they perfecute the maa That groans beneath thy wound, While tor a facnfice I pour \ hly Ufe upon tbe ground.

e ** They tread my honour to the duft, And au«rh when I complain ; Their (harp infulling fiander ad^s Frefh anguifti to my pair..

6 " All my reproach is known to thee,

The'fcandal and the fhame; Reproach has broke my bleeding hear^ i. And lies dcfU'd my name.

7 " I looVd for pity, but in vain ;j

My kindred are my grief ; I aflc my friends for comfort round, ; But meet with no relief.

8 «« With vinegar they mock my third,

They giye me gall for food i And fpotting with my dying groans. They triumph in, my blood.

9 "Shine into my diftrefTcd foul.

. Let thy companion fave; .And tho' my fle&.fink down to deata* Redeem it from tae grave. &

;o '< I (hall atife to praife thy nsme, Shall reign in worlds unknown j And thy falvation, O my God, 'Shall feat me on thy tfconfe"

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ru^PZ C'h T'"'r,i p2T,< Co'*™ M* ' Cbnft'i JbcduncanJI)^ /0r, GOD XL;

znd Suingr's faved *

J. I biefs my Saviour's name, h

He bought falvation for the poor, And bore the Tinners fliame. 2 Hi* deep diftrefs has rais'd usmW, His duty and his zeal Fullill'd the law which mortals broke, . ; And finifli-'d all thy will. i Hh dying groans, hi, h,{^ fongs ^ bhail better pleafc my God, Than harp or trumpet's Vol t ma found, 1 hangout's or bullock's blood.

4 Thh (hall his humble follow'rs fee,

And fct their hearts at reft • They by his death draw .near to thee, And liye forever 'blcil.

5 Lctheav'n nnd a!l that dwell on high

To. God their voices

While lands and fcas sffilt'tbS flc# And join 't advance his p^ife." ' 6 Zion is thine, mod holy God, • ^ Thy fon/fhairWcf* her rates ; And glory purchased by hiV.biood

For thine own Jtira'l waits. P SA:lm, 69Fv(\ p,n, Lon* Men Cnrilt a /^w, and/inner s

1 "!P\ ^'P in 0Ur *ieart& Ict «s record d, , }l tiwsofoiir

Ifchold the riling billows roll,

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2 In long complaints he fpends his breath, While hofts of hell, and powVs of death, And all the fonsof malice join

To execute their cursM defign.

3 Yet. gracious God, thy pow'r and love, Has made the curfe a blefling prove ; Thofe dreadful fuff'rings of thy Son, AtonM for crimes which we have done.

4 The ping9 of our expiring Lord, The honour? of thy law reftor'd : His forrows made thy juftice known, And paid for foLies not his own.

5 O for his fikc our guilt forgive, And let the mourn'ng (inner live '* The lorn will htar us in h.'snamev *Not {hall our hope be turn'd to ihame.

PSALM 69, Ver. 7, &c. Second Part.

l..onr Metce.

Ch rift's Suffering and Zeal

1 >npWAS for oar lake, eternal God,

X' Thy fori'fuftam'd that heavy load Of bafe reproach, 2nd fore difgracc, While lhame defil'd his facred f^ce.

2 The Jews, his brethren and his kin. Abus'd the mar that check'd xfieir fin : While he fulfri'd thy holy laws, They hate him, but without a caufe.

3 '•• (My Father's houfc." faid he, *•' was male . «• A place for worfeip, not for trade :

Then fnif'jrfo? all their gfrkj and b/sfo. H:' ic«urgv$rhe merchants from tbe plaqe.J {4 Zeal for the temple of his God Confused hia iitcj expos'd his blood :

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Reproaches at thy glory thrown

«* fclt and mourn 'd them as his own.]

5 m friends (orfook, n?8 followers fled, vvhile foes and arms furred his head • Ihey c„ rfehfrn with ,0and'rous tongue, And, he fa !c judge maintains the wrong j

6 (Hi? LTethey 'oad with hatet.il Jies And charge his lips with blnfphemies ; I hey nail him to the fliamefnl tre- •

I here hung the man that dy'd for me/|

7 But God beheld « and, from his throne Man» out the men that hntes his fo n ;* 1 ne ■ hand thaj ra.s'd him from the dead 2>hsll pour the vengeance on their head,

PS A L M 70, Common Metre ' ProteBun agatnji Perjcnal Enemies . ' 1 IN Me, O Cod, attend my call, J Nor hear my cries in vain ; Oh let thy fpeed prevent mv fall/ . And m my hope ftoft&n. . 1 When foes infi$*ui wound my name. And foul aftrpy

*l

And s.'lcjry in thy word, Tn thy fa 1 vati 01

And magnify the Lord

0 * 'n time of

Behold my fore d if may ; In pity ha I* en to my a'

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PSALM 71. 5—9, Firft P*r^ Coinrnon Metre. ■gfo age.! pints refl.Slon and hope.

1 \r /TV God, myev^lailin^hope,

j Vi 1 live uPon thv truth ; Thine hand* bavehefeS my childhood up, And fcrengthen'd all my youth*

2 Myflefli was famion'dbythy pow£r

With ail tbefc lima! of mine And frq .."aihour

I've beta. entirely t.

3 Still has my life new wonders feen

peat«ieVry year:

.;y days that yet rcriAm i truit |he^i to thy care,

4 Call me not off when ftrength declines,

When hoary hairs arife ; And round meiet'thy glory dune, Whene'er thy fervant - ^ Then in the hu>Try of my age; When men review my day:., Theyi! read thy love in ev'ry page. In ev'ry line thy p.

P S A LM6r,i5, 14, l6'*hM>U?.

Chrift our Strength and£8gbUou}ntfu

MY Saviour, mi' almighty friend, ",■ . Whin l'tgEj» lh.v Pra,J">

The uumbc^ of thy. gr'ace.

2 Thau art my cveflajS&ij; ti >dnefs I adore, i

full

mure.

^f the cel^ftial road, **

Illplcadthyperftanght^f^ And "Won none but thine.

7 Awake, awake, my tuneful pow'rs t rW"««thu delightful fo„/ "

Nor think the feaWlong. ^'^ CMi-ft Av^ w ^ , or> on

<&, OtKti and the Refurreaion.

GODofmychHdh.od , ,„d my youth, }'": guide ofail my day,. '*

And told thy wond'rous ways. ! "^^forfake my hoary hair,,

Who^haUiuftain my anting year. it Uod my ftrength depart r

LBl«^P-,-and "•»'•!> procl ai- •octori; the riling a *e.

PSALM jeXXIT, f itf

And le^re a favourof thy n.-^rne Wbeh 1 mall quit the ftage.

4. The land of filence and of death Attends my next remove ; Oh may thefe poor remains of breatb Teach the wide world thy love / ? a u 6 E. 5 Thy righteoufnefs i\ deep and high, Unfearchable thy deeds ; Thy glory fpreads beyond the fay, And all my praifc exceeds.

$ Oft have I heard, thy tnreat'nings rear, And oft endur'd the grief: But when thy hand has prcfl me fere, Thy grace was iny relief.

7 By !on£ experience have I knows Thy fov'reign power to fave ; At thy command I venture down Securely to the grave. •

§ When I lie hurled deep in o'u(r, My flefli n-sail be thy care ; Thefe -aither'd limbs with thee I truft To raife them Groog and fair. PSA LM 72. Firfl parr. Long MctrJ ' The Kingdom of Chnft. i PREAT God, whofe unferfal fvvar, ^-^The known and unknoufo world s-cbey, Now pive the kingdoms to thy Bon* "Extend his power, exalt his throne. Z Thy fcepire well becomes his hi All heav'n fubmits to hie commands ; His juflice fbali-avenge the poor, \?.d pride and rage prevail no moie.

146 c P S A L M LXXir.

3 With pow'r he vindicates the juftf And treads th* oppreflor in the dud ; His woWiiip and his fears fha!l L-ift, Till hours, znd years, and tkne be paft.

4 As rain on meadows, newly mown, So fhall he frnd his influence down : His grace on fainting fouls diftiia, Like heav'nly dew en thirliy hills.

5 The heathen lands that lit beneath The made? of overfpreading death Revive at his fnft dawning light, And defarta "bloftpra at the fight.

\fs {hall flouri/h in his days, D- .• robes of joy and praife j

e a river from his throne • to n ;tior.s yet unknown.

~z, Second p2rt. Lon# Metrs C h r I ft 's Kingdom among the Gentiles,

I 'TE3U3 (hall reign where'er the fun poes his fucci-fiive journeys run ; rfgdom ftretch from more to more, [1 moons (hall wax and wane no more.

r2 (Behold the nations with their kings ; There Europe her beft tribute bri" From north to fouth the princes meet To pay' their homage at his feet.

3 There Pei fn, glorious to behold. And India (liir.es in eaflern gold i While wiftern empire-. :r Lor J, Ana favage tube id)

4 For him fli^llendl

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PSALM LXXIir. 147

Hh name like faeet perfume (hall rife With every morning fccririce : 5eople and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with fvreeteft fong ; \nd infant" voices (hall proclaim rheir early bleffings on his name. Idlings abound where'er he reigns ; fhe joyful pris'ner burfts his chains : rhe weary find eternal reft, ind all the fons of want are bleft. Where he difp'ays his hewing power, )eath and thr curfe are known no more: a him the tribes of Adam boaft lore bleffings than their father loft, fet every creature rife and bring Iculiar honors to our kin-r : Lngelsdefcend with fdngsagain. tnd earth repeats the loud amen.)

A L M» 73 firft parr. Common Metre. tied Saints happy, and prsfperoutfinntn curfr \ ^JOW I'm convine'd the Lord is kind .11 To men of heart fincere: ct once my fooltfh thoughts repiVd.

And bord'rrd en defpair,

jWev'd to fee the wicked thrive, And rpeke with angry breath, now pleafam and profane they live : * How peaceful is their death! Vith vvcil fed #eft an'd haughty eyes ; y their fears to flet'rj ; ft the heaVus their (landers rife,

143 PSALM LXXIII/

4 * In vain I lift my hands to pray,

1 And cltanfe mv heart in vain ; ■ For I am chaft'ned all the day,

• The night renews my pain.

5 Yet while my tongue indulg'd compl

I felt my bean reprove ; « Sure I ihaU thus offend thy faints,

• And grieve tho man I love.'

6 But dill I found my dfcubts too hard;

The conflict too ievere : 'Till I rctir'd to fearch thy word, Ar.dleara thy feci ets there.

7 There, as in fome pophetic glafc,

I faw the finner fit ^ . High mounted on a flipp'fy place, Befide a fiery pit.

8 I l*eard the ivretch profanely boaft,

'Till at thy frown he fell ; His honors in a dream 'were loft, And he awaj^ea tu hell.

* Lord, what an envious fool I was 1 How like a jthoughllcfs beaft ! Thin to fufpcCi thy promised grace, And think the wicked bleft.. 10 Yet I wis kept/from full defpair, Upheld by power unknown ; That blefl'd hand that broke the fuar Shall ^uide me to thy throne.

PSALM 73. ~y~ i3.fecond part Commor

Godour Prr'.'ion Lcrt anrl Jurcnftt l /^OD, my fupporter and my hog

fa ~2 \l*t ?.*:. -inar.

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: arm of mercy held me up

When ilnking in defpair. rhy counfels. Lord, (hill guide my feet

Thro' life's bewildered race ; Thine hand condudi me near thy feat,

To dwell before thy face. Where 1 in heav?n without my Gol,

' Tvvould be no joy 'to me; And whilft this earth is my abode,

I long for none but thee. What if the fprings of life were broke,

And fkih and heart mould faint, Gad is my foul's eternal rook,

The ftrcngth of every faint.

Behold , the fmners that remote

Far from thy pretence d'e ; Not all the idol godsihey love

Can favc them when they cry.

i But to draw near to thee, my God, Shall be my fweet employ • My tongue ifhal] found thy works abroad, And teli the world raj joy.

» S A L M 73- *?» & ^. *Tri0- LsnS M€trS' The Profpiniy otfmnxrscurftd.

I T ORD,what a thoogbtlefs wretch was I» j|_j To mourn, and murmur, and refine, To ft the wicked placM on high. 3n pride and robes of honor mine.

* But, Oh their end, the?r dreadful end I Thv fau&uary taught me io .■ On \\ pp'ry rocks L fee them (land, And Eery billows roll below,

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PSALM LXXW.

3 Now let them boaft how tall they rife, I'll never envy them again. There they may Hand with haughty eyes, Till they plunge deep in endleft, pain.

4 Their fancy'd joys how fa ft they flee I Like dieams as fleeting and as vain j Their fongs of fofteii harmony, Are but a prelude to their pain.

5 Now I efleem their mirth and wine, Too dear to purchafe with my blood ; Lord 'tis enough that thou art mine, My life, my portion and my God.

PSALM 73, fhrort Metre.

The Myjlery of Providence unfolded*

1 QUHE there's a righteous God, C5 Nor is religion vain ;

Tko' men of vice may boaii aloud* And men of grace complain.

2 I fa w the wicked rife, And felt my heart repine,

While haughty fools with fcornful eyes, In robes of honor fhinc

3 [PamperM with wanton eafe, Their flefh looks full and fair,

Their wealth rolls in tig feas.

And grows without their care.

4 Tree from the plagues and j

That pious : . tie,

Thro' all their life: opptefiion rqigns, And racks the humble poor

5 Th-.'ir impious tongues bhfphcma The evcrlaiting Go J ;

PtS A L M LXX1V. J 151

pfheir malace blafts the jfood man's name, And fpreads their lies abroad..

6 But I with flowing- tears Indtslg'd my doubts to rife J

* la there a God that fees or hears

• The things below the (lilts ?']'

7 The tumult of my thoughts Held me in hard fufpenfe,

Till to thy houfe my feet were brought To learn thyjuftice thence,

8 Thy word with light-and pow'r. Did my miftake amend >

I view'd the finners life before, But here I learnt their end.

9 On what ailipp'ry fteep

The thoughtlefs wretches go ; And oh that dreadful fiery deep That waitsthcir fall below I

10 Lord, at thy feet 1 bow, My thoughts no more repine •

I call my God my portion now, And all my pow'rs are thine* PSALM- 74, Common. Metre. » *Thz church pleading with GOD under fore ferfecutionm

1 "C XT ILL G°d ^rever cad us off!

VV His wrath forever fmoak. A gain ft the people of his love — His little chofen flock !

2 Think of the tribes fo dearly bought

With their Redeemer's blood j Nor let thy Zion be forgot. Where once thy g'017 flood.

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3 Lift up thy feet, ami march in hafle,

Alou'd our ruin calls ; Si-e what a wide and fcarftit wafte lo made within thy walls.

4 Where once thy churches pray'd and fang-,

Thy foes profanely rage : Amidll thy gstes their cnfigns hang, And there their hofts engage.

5 How are the feats of worfhip broke *

They tear the buildings down, And he that deals the heavkft flroke Procures the chief renown,

6 With flames they threaten to deflroy

Thy children in their reft ', s Come let us burn at once' (they cry) * The temple and the prieft.

7 And ftill to heighten eur diftreft,

Thy prefence is withdrawn ; Thy wonted ligns of power and grace,

Thy power and grace are gone.

3 No prophet fpeaks to calm our grief, But all in filence rnourn ; Nor know the times of our relief, The hour of thy return.

Pa use.

9 Hew long, eternal God, how long Shall menofprMe blafpkeme ; Shall faints.be mado their cndlcfs fori And bear immortal (name ?

SoCarrft thou forever fit and hear Thy holy name profane! —

An'l (till th v if ilowifv fm'r.^ar.

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PSALM LXXV. ,53

tl What flrange deliverance haft thou ftiewn In ages long before ? And now no other God we own, No other God adore.

12 Thou didft divide the raging fea

By thy reiittlefs might, To make thy tribes a wond'rous way And then fecnre their flight.

13 Is not the world of nature thine*

The darknefsand the day ? Didit thou not bid the morning mine And mark ^he fun his way I

14 Hath not thy power form'd ev'ry coaft,

And fct the earth its bounds, With fummer's heat, and winter's fi oft, In their perpetual rounds ?

15 And fhall the fons of earth and dud

That facred pf wer blafpheme ! Will not thy hand that form'd them fcrft Avenge thine injur'd name ?

36 Think on the cov'nant thou hall madej And all thy words of love : Nor let the birds of prey invade And vex thy trembling dove.

1 7 Our foes would triumph in cur blood And make our hope their jeft ; Plead thine own caule, almighty Gods And give thy 'children reit,

S F A LM 7 c Long Metre. Ptmfi to God for the return at Peace* ~*0 thee, moil high and holy God, Ta tace our thankful heart* we ra|fc 5

PSALM LXXIV. lf|

Thy works declare thy name abroad

thy vvond'rous works demand our praife.

2 To ilav'ry doonwl thy ehoferi Tons

Beheld their foes triumphant rife ; And (ore oppretl by earthly thrones, They fought the fov'reign of the fkidi.

3 Twas then, great God, with equal pow'r,

Arofe thy veng'ance find thy grace. To fcourge their legions from the ffipre* And fave the remnant of thy race.

4 Thy hand that form'd the reftleft main.

And rcar'd the mountain's awful head, Bade raging feas their coyrfc reftrain, And defart wilds receive their dead.

5 Such wonders never come by chance.

Nor can the winds lueh blcffings blow ; *Tis God the judge doth one advance, T is God that Jays another low.

6 Let haughty tyrants link their pride.

Nor lift fo high their fcomful head ; But lay their impious thoughts aiiJe, And own the empire God bath made. P S A'L M ;.5, Common Metre.

ijrati ' favsd, and the /[ffyrians defrayed : or, God's <ve:igance cgainfi k;s enemies prccc.,;: Jrom his Church.

t YN Judah God of old was known > i His name in Ifracl jjreat j In Salem flood his holy throne, And Zion was his feat.

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PSALM LXTOT. i>>

There he received their juft complaints, Againft thett haughty foes. * From Zi'on went his dreadful word, Anil broke that threading ipear ; The bow, the arrows, and the fword, And crufh a the Adrian war. 4 What are the earth's wide kingdoms die JJi.t mighty hills of prey ? The hill on which Jehovah dwells Is glorious more than they. r »Twas Zion's King that ftopp'd the bread* Ofcaotains and their bands : The men of might && fail in death, That quells their warlike hands-

6 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God,

Both horfeand chariot fell: Who knows the terror of thf rod • Thy ven'g'cnce who can tell •

7 What pow'r can Rand before thy fight

When once thy wrath appears ? When heav'n mines round with dreadtu The earth adores and fears. U\%»\»

g When God in his own fovVeign ways Comes dawn to fa?e th' oppreft, The wrath of man (hall work his praife, And hell reftrain the reft. 9 (Vows to the Lord, and tribute bring, Ye princes fear his frown : Hif terrors (hake the proudefi. king, And finite his armies down, 1* The thunder of his fhavp rebuke Cur haughty fees {hall ket ,;

fckxvit.

For Jacob's God hath not forfook, But dwells in Z;on ih'li.]

^ *?f L MA /V^* **"' Common Metre, Mnuncholy ttfawtm^ and hop* prevails.

I npOGod I cr/d with mournful ?OICe X 1 lought Iiia gracious ear, In the fad hour when trouble rofe And HL'd ray heart with fear, 3 Sad were my days, and dark my nights, My foul refus'd relief; * '

1 thought en God, the jaft and wife But thoughts increased my grief.

3 Still I complainM an I (till oppreft,

My heart began to break: My God, thy wrath forbade my reft, And kept my eyes a ,7ake.

4 My overwhelming forrows grew,

Till I could fpeak no more ; Then ! within myftlf withdrew, And call'd thy judgments o'tr.

5 I cal.'d back years and ancient time*

When I beheld thy face ; Mylpiiit fearcri!) for fcc*«t crimes That mi-ht withhold thy grace.

6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind,

Which I eiijoy'd before : ArrJ will the i.ord no more be kiivi ; His face appear no more i J Wili he forever caft me off > Hia promiie ever fail ? Has he forgot his tender lore > ttball aiiKcr Hill mw.»i i

PSALM LXXVII.^ 157

§ But 1 forbid this hopelefg thought, This dark, defpairmg frame, Rememb'ring what thy hand has wrought J Thy hand is itill the fame.

9 I'll think again of all thy ways,

And talk, thy wonders o'er, Thy wonders of recov'ring grace, When flefh could hope no more.

10 Grace dwelt with juftice on the thrbne ;

And men that love thy word, Have in thy fandtuary known The counfels of the Lord, PSALM 77. Seond Part. Common Mttre, Comfort derived from ancient Providence : or, If- rati delivered from Egypt, and brought to Cuttuiiu l « T T O vV awful is thy chaft'ning rod V XjL (May thy own children lay ;) « The great, the wife, the dreadful God ! * How holy is his way !'

2 I'll meditate his works of old,

Who reigns in beav'n above ; I'll hear his ancient wonders told, And learn to trull his love,

3 He fatv the houfe ©f Jofeph lie

With Egypt's yoke oppreft ; Long he delay'd to hdfcr their cry ; Nor gave his people reft.

4. The fons of pious Jacob fcem'd Abandon'd to their foes : But his almighty arm redeern'd The nation whom he chofe.

5 From flavifli chains he feta them free, They follow where hecails i

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PSALM

lxxviit.

He bade them venture through the fea, And made the waves their walls.

6 The waters faw thee, mighty God,

The waters faw thee come : Backward they fleA, and frighted flood, To make thine armies room.

7 Strange was the journey through the fea,

Thy footdeps, Lord, Unknown ; Terrors attend the wondrous way That brings thy mercies down.

8 [Thy voice with terror in the (ound

Through clouds and darltncfs broke ; All heav n in lightning (hone around, And earth with thunder fhcok.

9 Thine arrows through the fkies were hurl'd;

How glorious is the Lord ! Surprize and trembling feiz'd the world, And a'l his faints ador'd,

10 He gave them water from the rock j

And, fafe by Mefe» hand, Through a dry deferi led his flock To Canann's promis'd hnd.) PSALM 78, Firftpart.Xorom0n^T,,rf Providence of God recorded; or, ?i0Us cfaw** and Injlruthon of Children.

JL_v Which God periorm'd of 0}$% Which in our younger years We fow *nd which our fathers told. 2 He bids us make his glories known ; H,s works of pow'r and grace r

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$ Our Kpsfhall tell them to our fons'i An J they again" to their's That f.enciationi yet unborn May teach Mien) to their heirs.

4 Thus fhall they learn in God alone Their hope fecurely ftands% That they may ne'er forget his work.'?,

But practice his commands* PS A L >I 70, Firft l'art., Common Me -c. Jfraels Rtbflfioh and puwfhment \ or, 'fhtfim anil

Cha0fimenU of GO Us peopU. I f~\ What a Pi'uT rebellious] houie \_) W;:s Jacob's ancient race ! Falfe to their own moft folemn vows, And to tlr.ir Maker's grace !

% They broke the cov'nant of his love. And did hip law, defpite ; Forgot the works he wrought to prove His pow'r before their eyes !

4 They few the plagues on Egypt light From his evenging hand : What dreadful tokens of his might Spread o'er the iiubbern land !

4 They faw him cleave the mighty fea?

And taatchi'd with fafety through, With \\z\ ard their way,

■I ihcfoe.

5 A \-cn .i'lous ■,-"■':.■! ■" : vk'd the road,

Compos !c ^nd light ;

By day it prov'cj the fhelt'Ving cloud, A ieadin night

C -He from ih .'applied :

** ? S A L M LXXVJir.

And ran 1'n rivers by their fide, Along the defert road. 7 Yet they provok'd the Lord Mofr high, And dar'd diftruft his hand ; • Can he with bread our holt fupply * Amidft this barren land I' Z fhe Lord, with indignation, heard, And causM his wrath to flame ! His terrors ever ftand prepar'd

To vindicate his name. PSALM 7S. Third Part, Common Metre Thepunyhnmt of Luxury and Intemperance ; or, Ckajiifement andjal'vation.

' "Vi7HEiNl ilrael finn'd'thc -or^ approved Y If And fill'd their hearts with uread ; let he forgare the men he lov'd, And fent them heav'nly bread. t He fed them wftn a lib'ral hand. And made his treaiu.es known ; He gave the midnight cloiida command io pourprovifion down.

3 The manna like a morning fhowV

Lay thick anpund thtir feet ; The food of heav'n,fo light, fo'pure ; As tho' 'twere angels meat.

4 But they in murm'ring language faid,

1 Is manna all our fcaft ?

•We loath this light, thi|*^y bread, 4 We mua have flefh to talfeV

5 • Ye (hall have fJc(h to pleafe your luft,'

The Lord in wrath reply'd, And fCnt them quails Jike fand or diflL.

PSALM LXXVIII. '<r id

6 He gave them all their own ckfire ;

And greedy as they fed, His verrjfance burnt with iecret fire, And fmotethe rebels dead.

7 W hen fome were (lain the reft return'd,

And fought the Lord with tears; Under the rod they fear'd and mcurn'd, ' But foon forgot their fears. I Oft he chaftis'd. and (till forgave, ' Till by his gracious hund The nations he reiolved to fave,

PofleiVd the promis'd land. PSALM 7S Ver. 32, 4th part.Long Metre.

BaMiding anl Forpvene/s ; or- Sh f+lfr*

ami Saints faved.

1 /"^ RE AT God, how oft did Ifraei prove \y By turns thine anger, and thy love ? There in a glafs our hearts may fee

How fickle and how falfe they be.

2 How foon the faithlefs Jews forgot

The dreadful wonders God had wrought 3 Tfcen they provok'd him to his free.

Nor fear his pow'r, nor truft his grace. 3 The Lord confum'd their years in pain,

And made their travels long ami vain ;

A tedious march thro' unknown ways

Wore out their ftrength.and fpeut their cays. 5, Oft when thtv few their brethern flam, "' They mouVnVJ eno fought the Lord again 5

Cali'dhim the rock of their abode.

Their high redeemer and their G< d, 5 Their prayers and vows before him riie

As flati/rii!* words or folemn lies*

162 V P ,S A L M LXXT j While their rebellion tempers :,rove Falfe to his cov'nant and hh love.

6 Yet could his fov'reign grace forgi'Vc J he men who ne'ei dtfervM to Jive ;

His anger oft away he turn'd* Or elfe with gentle Baffle u burn'd.

7 lie faw their flefli was weai and frail, He ia\v temptations ftiH prevail ;

I The Cod of Abra'ia lov'd them dill. And ,ed them to his holy hill'

I* S A L M 70 Long Metre. For the dtflrefs of War.

* "R?[i0I-D' ° God' what cruel foes, 13 Thy peaceful heritage invade : Thy holy temple (lands defi'd, Jn duit thy facred waili are laid.

2 Wide o'er the vallies, drench'd in blood, Thy people fali'n in death remain; The fowls of heav'n their flefli devour, The favage beads divide the (lain.

3 Th inftilting foes, with impious rage, Keproach thy children to thy face ;

« Where is your God of boafted pow'r. * And whtrc the proinife of his grace.'

4 Deep from the prifon's horrid glooms Oh hear the mournful captives iigh And let thy fov'reign power reprieve The trembling fouls conderon'd to die.

5 Let thofe. who dar'd t' infutt thy reign, Return difmay'd with endlefs fliamc, While heathens, who thy grace defpife, Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name.

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6 So (hall thy children, freed from death, Eternal fongs of honour raife, And every future ace far-It tell

Thy iovVeign power and pard'ning grace.

P S A L M Sc, Lon£ Metre.

The Churctis pr,->y;r vr.dsr afitd'-on i or, The Vtne- yard of "God <wajted*

1 f~^ RE \T ftiepherd of thine Ifrael,

V_J Who did ft between the cherubs dwell, And led the tribes, thy chofen fheep, Safe thro* the defert tad the deep.

2 Thy church is in the defert, Lord, Shine from on high, and light afford « Turn us to thee, thy love reftore, We fhall be favd and figh no more.

3 Great Cod whom heav'nly bofts obey, How long fhaH we lament and pray ! And wait in vain th;; kind return ? How long lliall thy f.crcc anger burn ?

4 Inftead of wine and cheerful bread. Thy faints with their own tears are fed 5 Turn us to thee thy love rcftore,

We (hall b; fav'd and figh no more.

P a use..

5 Haft thou not planted with thy hands A lovely vine in heathen lands ■

Did not thy power defend it round, And heav'nly dews enrich the ground.

6 How did the fpreading branches fhoot, And b*cfs the nations with the fruit J But now, dear Lord, look down and fee lay laouiaing Viae, thy lovely ties.

J<?4 ' M A L M LXXXi:

7 Why Is lier beauty thus defse'd, VVhy had thou laid her fences -wafic ! Strangers and foes agamft her join, -And ev'ry bcait devours the vine.

S Return, almighty God, return* Nor jet thy Weeding vineyard mourn Tuin us to thee, thy love re It ore, Wcihailbef^vM. an J figh notoore.

J* A U 6 E. II.

9 Lord, when this viae in Canaan grew Thou wait itsfirengtb and glory too! Attack'd in vain by all its foes, Till the fair branch of proiaife rofe.

io Fair branch, ordain'd of o\6 to fhoot From David's flock, from Jacob's root I Hirgrfelfa noble vine, and we The lefTer branches of the tree.

II 'Tis thy own Son ; and he fhall ftand Girt with the ftrength of thy right hand Thy firft born Son, adorn'd and bleft With power and grace above the reft.

1 2 Oh ! for his fake attend our cry, Shine on thy churches left they die J Turn us to thee, thy love reflore, We lhailbc fav'd and Ugh no more.

P S ALM Si, Ver. i,S— i6\ Short Metre. The warning of God to hi s ptopl: ? or, Spiritual

Blcjfmgt and Punijhr I C ING to the Loi \ aloud, v3 And made a joyful noife ; Cod is our ftrength, our Saviour God* Let Ilracl h< ar his voice

psalm LXicm if

2 "From idVsfalfeand vain

Prefer?* my rights divine ; (

I am the Lord who broke thy cnaia Of finery an(* of fin. <,. m Stretch thy defires abroad, And I'll fopplj them well ; ^ But if ye will refufe your pod, If liraci will rebel. m '• IU leave them/' faith the Lord, " To their own lulls a prey, And let them run the dangrous road, 'Tis their own chofen way, r H Yet, O ! that all my feints, *Toul4 hearken to my voice ! Soon I would cafe their fore complaint, And bid their hearts repice. f « While I defcrcy their foci,

111 richly feed my flock, J

A«d they (hall tafte the M that flow* From their eternal roc*..

p S A L M S2, Long Metre.

God tbiMnme Gov:rnori or ma£lrait< **j

, A MONG th» affemblies of the great,

A a greater ruler take? his leat ;

Tl»fGociofheav*n.a3Jud-e,fuvvey3

Thofe gods on earth, and all their ways. • WhWwiH yc frame opprefiive laws? I ~ Or why ruoport lW unrighteous caufe . When will 'ye once defend the poor, That foe. may vex the faints no more. , Th«y know not, Lord, nor will they knt 5 D#rLa»itluwi^vwWitliC7j5P, ,

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Iheirnan,eofearth, G

^^eyftallfaUanddfclL^

£ rife, O Lord, and let thy Son IWs bis unirerfa! throne, And rule the nations with hffl rod tic is our judge, and he our God

PSALM 83, Short Metre.

AComplmnt ' againft Pcrfecutors. A ND will the God of gr8CC X* ■ Perpetual filencc keep?

ihe God ojuftice hold h/s penGe And let his vengeance flee>

Behold what curfed fnarea

IhemenofmiTchfeffpread

A-ift up their threatening head. Igainftthy hidden ones

I heir rCounfel8theyempr0y. indnjahc e, with her watch fukeye,

I urfues them to deftroy. 'Come, let us join," they cry,

•To root them from the ground,

Normem'ry mall be found." wake, almighty God, .And call thy wrath to mfnd : ivcthem , like forefts, to the fire,

Orftudfelctothewind. >nvince their madnefs, Lord. And make them fcek thy name; ?!<C their ftubborD rage confound, W «ey may die jVlhamc.

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7 Then fhall the nations know Thy glorunr dreadful word, Jehovah is thy name alone*

And thou the fov'rei^n Lord.

PSALM 84, Firft part, Long Metre,

Th'.pleofure of Public tVotfhip. _ OW pleafant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hofta thy dwellings are /

WithiORg defire my fpirit faints.

To meet th' aflembiien of thy faints.

2 My flcfh would reft in thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God ; My God ! my King ? why fhould 1 be So far from all my joys and thee.

3 Tl»e fparrow chufes where to reft* And for her youg provides her nefi: ; But will my God to fparrews grant, That pleafure which his children want.

4, Blcft are the faints who fit on high, Around thy throne above the fky * Thy brighter}, glories mine above, And all their work is praife and love.

5 Bleft are the fou^s who find a p'acc Within the temples of thy grace > There to behold thy gentler rays, And feek thy face and leurn thy praife.

6 Sleft are the men whofc hearts are fet To !lnd the way to Z ion's gate ;

God ia their flrcagth, and t^ro* the road They lean upon their helper, God.

7 Cheerful they wa:k with growing ftrength, 'Till all fktll meet in hcav'n at lengths

•'3 PSALM LXXXm

Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there.

P A S L M 84, Second part. Long Metre, God and his Church; or, Grace and Glory

1 GRn?AT G°d' mitnd ^ilc^fw, fingt| ^ T^ejoy that from thy preface fprf'nM. i o ipend one day with thee on earth, Exceeds a thoufand days of mirth.

2 Might I enjoy the meaneft place, Within thy houfc, O God of grace, Not tents of cafe, nor thrones of power Shou.d tempt my feet to leave thy door.

3 God is our fun. he makes our day ; God is our fhield. he guard's our way From ail th' adults cl hell and f:n, From foes without and foes within.

4 All needful grice will God beftow, And crown that prace with glory too ; Ke gives us alj things, and withholds^ N j real good from upright fouls.

5 O C©^, our King, whofe fov'reign fway, The glorious hoits of heav'n obey,

j^nd devils at thy prtfence flee, Bieft is the man that trufU in the e.

P * S,A L. M . S4, ver. 1, 2, 3, 10. Panphnfr.?.

Delight in the Ordinances ofworfotp ; or, God prrjwt in lit Churches

1 IX/T^* ^ua"' ?10w *ovc!y is thc p'-1

XVJL To which thy God reforta '

'lis heav'n to fee his fmiling fa#, • Though in his earthly courts.

2 I\,?rc the great monarch of the i\

Hjjj U\'l::g p-w'r difplaya,

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And light breaks in upon our eyes, With kind and quiek'ning rays.

9 With bis rich gifts the heav'nly dove, Defcende and fills the place ; While Chrift reveals his wond'rous love. And fheds abroad his grace.

4 There mighty God, thy works declare,

The fecrets of thy will ; And ftil! we feek thy mercies there, And fing thy praifc3 ft ill.

Pause.

J My heart and flcfh cry out For th<£*

While far from thine abode ; Ifc'hen (hall I tread thy courts, and fee ■* ^Mfy faviour and my God.

6' The fparrow builds heffclf a nefl, And fuffos ne remove ; O raar.fi me, iikethe fparrotts, b'efs'i* To oSrell but where 1 lave.

7 Toifit one day beneath thine eye, And hear thy gracious voice, Exceeds a whole eternity Employ M in carnal pys.

5 Lord, at thy threshold I would wl''tt

While Jeius.is within, Rather than fill a throne of ft ate, ; Among the tents of Tin.

5 Cou'd I command the fpacidtrs land, And the more boundiels (c?.. For one hlefs'd hour at thy right ! anJ IV give them bcth a\iay. K

I/O PSALM LXXXIV.

P S A L M 84, As the j48<:b Pfalnl, La$gi*g /or the Ifoufe. of God. ? T ORD of the worlds above, JLi How plc&fant and how fair j The dwellings of thy Jove,

TV.) earthly temples are I To thine abode My heart afpires With warm cjeflreg To iee my Go i.

3 The fparrow for her young With pjeafufefeefcs a ned, ^\nd wancTring fwallows long To find their wonted reft : My fpirit faints With eqiud zeal To rife and dwell Among thy faints.

3 O happy fouls that pray,

Where God appoints to hear \ k) happy tr.en that pay

Their -con Liant fervice there ! They praife tkee ftill j And happy they

J hat love the way To Zion's hill.

4. They p;o from Hrength to Rfct?gth| Thro' this dark veil of tears, . 'Till each arrive:; at length, 'Till each in fceavV* appej rt ; O gloriqjs feat, When God oar fctug

Pur AviUirf fee; !

PSALM LXXXV. i7l

• To fpend one facred ('ay,

Where God arid faints abidet Affords diviner joy

Than tboufsiiri ^?.vs befide y Where God refort% I love it more

To keep the door Than mine in courts.

5 God is cur fun and fhield

Our light and our defence ; With gifts om hand* are GUM, We draw our bit flings thence 1 He (hall beitow On Jacob's race Peculiar grace And glory teo.

f The Lord his people loves,

His hand no good withholds From thofe his heart approves, From pure and pious fouls; Thrice happy he, O God of hofts, '

Whofc fpirit trull* Alone in thee. PSALM8,", ver. t,8. Firft part, Lotifc Mt-e

Waiting for an anfivef to prayer ; or, ddivcrantit begun and complcattd.

I T ORD- thou haft.cail'd thy gfper to mir»4 JLv Thou hall revers'd our heavy ductal » So God forgave when Ifrael iinn'd, . And brought his wandring captives home,

ft. Thou haft begun to fet us Sx<te>

And mad. thy nercelt wrath abate V

«;* PSALM V

Now let our hearts be turn'd to tl,ee» And our falvation be complete

3 Revive our dying graces, Lord,

And let thy faints in thee rejoice ; Make known thy truth, fulfil thy word, We wait forpraife to time our voice'

4 We wait to hear what God will fay ; He 1; fpeak and give his people peace ; But let them run no more aftray, Lett his returning wrath increafe.

J\SALM S5.Ver o, &c. Second Farr, Long Metre;

Salvation by (Thrift.

1 QALVATION is forever nigh

iC3 The fouls that fear and truft the Lord » And grace, defcending from on high, Frefh hopes of glory fiiall afford.

2 Mercy and truth on earth are met,

Since Chrift the Lord came down from

By his obedience fo complete ^heat'ii

J u It ice is pleas'd and peace is giv'n. :'

3 Now truth and honour fhall abound,

Religion dwell on earth again, And heuv'nly influence blefs the ground In our Redeemer's gentler reign.

4 His righteoufnefs is gone before.

To give us free accefs to God ! Cur wand'ring feet ihall ftray no more, But mark his ftepsand keep the road. P S A L M S6, Ter. 8-13. Com. Mine.

d general Scug of Praije to God, I A MOKG the princes, earthly gods, ii Ihete » uone hath pow'r divine ;

ftor is their nature, mighty Lord, Nor are their works like thine.

8 The nations, thou haft made fnali bring Their offerings round thy thron: : For thou alone doit wond 'rou» things For thou art God alone,

3 Lord, I wo'ild walk with holy feet,

Teach me thine heav'nly ways, And ell my wandVing thoughts unite In God my Father's praiie.

4 Great is thy mercy, end my tongue

Shall thofe fwect wonders toll, How by thy grace my finking foul '.Rofe from the; deeps of helJ. I' S A. L M 8/, Loftsj Me: re. The Church the birthplace of the Saints : or, j**§

and Gentiles unUedinth? Chrjfikm Church, 1 ^1 OE) in his earthly temple lays

\JT Foundation for aft heav'niy praif*? i He lik'd the tents of Jacob Well, But ft ill in Zionlovei to dwelt,

Z His mercy vifita ev'ry houfe

That pay their night ;^nd iViO-n:-^ vow:.; j>ut makes a more delightful It ay, VVhcre churches meet to praile ui'd pray,

e What glories where deTcnVd oi old i What vtrondsrs rfrein Si on told !

Thou city of our Go.l below,

Thy fame (hall Tyre and Egypt I* now. -

4 Fgypt and Tyre, and GrccV. and Jew, Shall there begin their Angela aid mm ft»a The hill vvTv-- JW»fli v ring.

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k\ psalm Lxxxvrrr.

5 When God makes up his Iaft account, Of natives in his holy mount, 'Twill be an honour to appear As one new born an J nourifli'd there. P S A L M S3, As <he 113th Pfalru, L'tfs of friends, and xhfeiice (if Divine Gract, I (f^\ God of my falvatbn, hear °

X_/ My n'ghtly groan, my daily pray'r, •That ttill employ my wafting breath i ' My iuul declining to the grave, # Implores thy fovVeign pow'r to fave

From dark defpair and tailing death.

2 T! y wrath lies heavy on my foul, And waves of* forroW o'er me ro?l,

While dull and filence fpread the gloom : My friends, btlov'd in happier day3, ' ; The dear companions of my days,

Defcend around me t© the tomb.

3 As loll in lonely gruJ I tread

The mournful manfion3 of the dead, Or to fome throng'd aflerably go } Thro* all alike I rove alone, While, here forgotten, there unknown, The change renews my piercing woe.

I And why will God neglcfl my call, Or who ihdil profit by my fall,

Wheff life departs Had love exp'res ? Can dull and darkneO. praife the Lord / Or wake, or rWghten at his word,

And tune the harp with heav'nly quijtf*.

; Yet thro' each melancholy day, I've pray'*! to ilue. and {till will pray, imploring ttill thy ki**d return ♦Bucoh.' a> y friend]*, rny con>ibrU f\cd»

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And all my kindred of the dead

Recall my wand'ring thoughts to mourn.

P S A L M 89. Firft Part. Lon* Metre. 7 he covenant made w//£Chrift;or, the true David i r?OREVFR (hall my fong record

J^ The truth and mercy of the L crd

Mercy and truth for ever (land,

Like heav'n eftablifh'd by his hand. % Thus to his Son he fware and faid, ' *« With thee my cov'nant fit ft is made;

In thee (hall dying finners live;

G'.ory and grace are thine to give,

3 « Be thou my prophet, thcu my prieft $ . Jhy children fall becverblcft :

Thou art my chofen king, thy throne, Shall (land eternallike my own.

4 «* There's none of all my fons above •* So much my image or my love ;

Celcftial powVs thy fubjecls are, Then what can earth to thee compare.

r " David, my fervant, whom I chofe, To guard my flock, to crufh my foes : Andrais'd him to the Jewifti throne, Was but a fliadow of my Son."

6 Now let the church rejoice and fiBg Jefus her Saviour and her king ; Angela his-heav'nly wonders mow, And faints declare his wjrks below.

PSALM 8$,Fitfl Part. Common Metre. The Failhfulntfs of God. , ]\ /T Y never- ceding long fliall (how IVJL ^ie rncrcie* of the Lord ;

PSALM LXXXIW

And make fueceedina* ages know How faithful is bis word.

2 The facred truths his lips pronour.cr Shall firm as heav'n endure ; And if he fpake a proraife once, TV eternal grace is fure. $ How long the race of David held'* The promis'd Jewifh throne i But there's * nobler cov'nant fcalM To David's greater Son.

4 His (eed for ever fhall pofTcfs

A throne above the (kies ; The meancft fubjeftsof his grace Shall to that glory rife.

5 Lord God of hods, thy wond'rous ways

Are fung by faints above r And faints on earth their honours raife To thy unchanging love. j S A L M So. 7, &-. Second Part C. Metre. The power and mnje/Iy of 'God; or, Reverential IVor/hip.

1 TA^1*^ revVence let the faints appear,

V V And bow before the Lord, vHis high commands with revVencc hear, And trembleat his word,

2 Ho w terrible thy glories rife !

How br«'ght thy armies (nine ! Where n the power with thee that vie3j Or truth cempar'd with thine. 2 Th-? northern po!e and fouthern rcfl On thy fupporting hand ; Darknefs and day from eaft to vefr Wove round at thy commana, .

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4 Thy word the raging winds controul,

And rule the boift'rous deep , Thou mnk'ft the fkeping billows deep The rolling billows roll,

5 Heav'n earth: and air, and Tea arc thine,

And the dark world of hell ; They (aw thine arm in veng'ance fhine Whcn Egypt durfl rebel.

6 Juftice and judgement are thy throne,

Yet wond'rous is thy grace ! While trutk and mercy join'd in one Invite us near thy face. PSLA.M 89, ie, &c. TfcirdPart A bifjfed Go/pel.

\ TJLEST are the fouls who hear 5c know JLj The gofpei's joyful found f Peace fliall attend the path they go, And light their tteps furround.

3 Theirjoy fhall bear their fpirits up Thro' th,eir redeemer's name } His righteoufnefs exalts tkeir hope And fills their foes with fhame.

3 The Lord our glory and defence Strength and falvation gives : Ifrael, thy king forever reigns, Thy God for ever lives. P"ALM So &c. Fcrurth Part. Common Metre. Chii'tV ALdialori 1 1 KhigdtmV or, his divine ' and Human Nature.

f TjEAR what the Lord in vifion faid, £ And made his mercy known : 6 Sinners, behold, your help is laid - On my almighty Son.

7?8 PSALM LXXXK,

2 Behold the man my wifdom chofe

Among your royal race ; His head my holy oil o'erflows. With full fupp ies of grace.

3 High (hull he reig;! on David's throne,

My people's better King ; My arm (hall heat his rivals down,

And It'll new ful.je&s bring.

4 My truth (hall guard him on his way*

With mercy by his fide J While in my name o'er earth, fad Tea He (hall in triumph ride.

5 Me for his Father and his God.

He (hall for ever own, Call me his rock, his high abode, And I'll fupport my Son.

6 My firft born Son, array'd in grace,

At my i ight hand (hall fit, Beneath him angel's- know their place> And monarchs at his feet.

7 My covenant ftands for ever faft,

My promifes are ftrong ; Firm as the heavens his throne fhall lad, His feed endute as long.

PSALM 89. 30, &c. Fifih Part, Common Metrtfi The covenant of Grate unchangeable ; or, /f/flitfi-

on without Rejetlion* I "\7ET (faith the Lord) if David's race, 1 The children of my Son, Should break my laws, abufe my grace And tempt mine anger down;

1 Their fins Til vifit with the rod, And make their folly fmart ;

PSALM LXXXIX. ijrj But Til not ceafc to be their God, Nor from my truta depart, a My cov'nant 1 will ne'er revoke, But keep my grace in mind ; And what eternal love hath fpoke, Eternal truth fhah bind, a. Once have I fworn (f nted no mere) And pledg'd my holinefs, To feal the fseited promile fure To David aiid his race. 5 The fun (hall fee his offspring rife And fpread from fea to fea, Long as he travels round the ikies To give the nations day. g Sure as the moon that rules the flight. His kingdom mail endure, 'Till the nx;d laws of ilvade and light Shall be obfcrvM no more,

f S A L M 80, 47,&c. Sixth Part,Lonfc Metre, Mortality and Hope. [A Funeral Pfalm.]

1 T) EMEMBER. Lord, our mortal ftatc JLV How frail our life, how ihort our daU. Where is the man that draws his breath Safe from dii'eafe, fecure from death.

2 Lord, while we fee whole nations die. Our flefli and (trength repine and cry, U Muit death for ever rage and re;gu ! Or Lail thou mads mankind in vain.'*

3 Where is thy promife to the jufl ? Are not thy fervants turn'd to dull? But faith forbids thefe mournful Ugh?,

Ah (keping dufi. arifc.

*«° PSALM LXXIX.

4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day Wipes the reproach of faints aftay, And clears the honour of thy word Awake, our fouls, and blefs the Lord

PSALM 89, ver. 47, &c. Laft Fart As the 113th Pfalrn.

Life, Death , and the Re fur reft ton.

1 nPHINK* mighty CM,, on feeble man, JL How few his hours, now fliort his fpan/ Short from the cradle to. tjie grave ; Who can fecure his vital byeath Agahft the bold demarfalof death With /kill to fly, or pow'r to fay* ?

2 ^°r^*Jta lt ^e *°r cvcr ^'^

' Tne race of man was only made'

JjpForficknefs, forrow, and the duft f

Afl not thy fervants day by day

jjjlmt to tjieir graves and turn'd to cl ; ) ?

Lord where's thy kindnefs to the ju'ft '

2 Haft thou not prcrmVd to thy fon, And all his (ccdy a her.v'nly crown ?

But flcih and fenfe indulge defpair j For ever bleflfed be the Lord, That faith can read his holy word, And find a" rcflirreftton there.

4 For ever bltlTed be the Lord,

Who gives his faints a long reward,

For all their toil reproach and pair .: L:t all below and all above, Jpin to proclaim thy wond'rous Jove, And e«c!i repeat their loud Amt

PSALM XC. Si

PSALM go. Lorn? Metre. Man Mortal, and GOD e'.ernaL

A mournfij Song at a Funeral. % r i ^HRO*evVy age eternal God,

JL Thou art our reft, and fafe abode • High was thy throne e'er beav'n was made, Or earth thy humble footftooi laid.

2 Long had'ft thou reign'd ere time began, Or duft was faflbion'd to a man;

And long thy kingdom fhali endure When sarth and time fhali be no more.

3 But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity ;

Thy dreadful fentence, Lord> wasju% * Return ye tinners to your dud.'

£ (A thoufand of our years amount Scarce to a .day in thine account, JLike yeflerday's departed light : ±

Or the laft watch of ending night. A %f

Pause.

5 Dearh. like an overflowing ftream, Sweeps us away ; our life's a dream : An empty tale: a morning fiowr

Cut down and wither'd in an hour,

6 [Our age to feventy years is fet :

How (hort the time i hotv frail the (late !

And if to eighty we arrive,

We rather figh and groan than live.

a But oh how oft tby wrath appears, And cut* of our expected yesrs ! rj^hy wrath awakes our humble dread ? Wc fear thepow'r th^c linked us dead,! L

IS* PSALM XC,

8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man ;

And kindly lengthen out the fpan,

'Till a wife care <

Fit us to die, and' chwfj with thee.

PSALM 90. i--r. Ft&Parr, Com -non Metre. Man Frail and GOD Eternal,

* /~\UR God, cur heTp in ages pa ft,

\^J* Our hope for year? to come, Our fhe'ter from the ftormy blaft, And our eternal home.

2 Beneath the fhadow of thy throne

Thy faints .have dwelt fecure : Sufficient is thine arm alone, And my defenc? is furc.

3 Before the hills in order ftood,

Or earth reaeiVd her frame,

From everlafttng thou art God,

To endlefs years the fame.

4 Thy word commands cur fie ih to duft,

* Return £« fons of rhen ;' All nations rcfe from earth at firft And turn'd to earth a^ain.

5 A tboufand a^es ia thy fight

E like an ev'ning gone ; jrt as the watch that end: the nigh*: Before the rifing ds'-vn.

b (The bufy trih;s of flefh and blood. With all their Uvea and cares. Are carried downward by the floo J, And loit in following years.

r Time, like an ever rolling dream, J} ears all its k

P S A L M XCI. V

2 Alas, the brittle clay That built our body firil !

Arid cv'ry moj

Tis rnould'nng

3 Our raon enl I pace, Our feeble y- i : *:",

Swift as a'fl r^js

Arc u -way.

4 Yet if ou- days mutt fly, \WiJ keep the.r end in fight.

We'll ipend them all in*.;fdom?s way, ...d let ihem fpeed their flight.

5 They'll waft us fooner o"er This life's ternpeftuouJ fca,

Soon vvr (hall reach the peaceful fhore Of blcll eternity.

PSALM 91. vcr 1—7 Firft Part, Log Metre. Safety in Puvl'tc Bifeafes and Dangers*

1 TJE that hath made his refuge God, £1 Shall f nd a moll fecur- abode \ Shall walk all day beneath his made, And there at night (hall reft hi* head.

2 Then wi.l I fay, * my God, thy pow'r * Shall be my fortrefs and my tov.-'r

' I that am form'd of feeble duft « MaKc thine almighty arm my trnfU 3 Thrice happy man ! thy Maker's care Shall keep th ee from the fowler's fnare % From Satan's wiles, who dill betrays Unguarded fouls a thoufand ways.

4. Jnft as a hen prote&s her brood,

From birds of prey that feek their blood,

*S6 P S A L M XCt;

The Lord his faithful faints fhall guard* And endlefs life be their reward.

i If burning beams of noon confpire, To dart apeftile^itial i re, God is the:r fife, his kings are fpread To flneld them with &n healthful flxadc.

6 If vapour* witfi malignant breath Rife tfhickand fcatter midnight death* lfraehs fafe : the poifon'd air Grows pure if Ifrael's God be there.

'Pa u s e.

7 What tho'a thoufand at thy fide, Around thy path ten thoufand dy'd, Thy God his chofen people faves Amongft the dead, amidft the graves.

$ So when he fent his angel down

t To make his wrath in Egypt known,

And (lew their fons, his careful eye

Paft all the doors of Jacob by.

9 But if the fire, or plague or f word, Receive commiflion from the LorJ, To /bike his faints among the reft, Their very pains and deaths ape bled.

10 The fword or peftilence, or fire Shall but fulfil their btfl dehre ; From fins and forrow fet.them free And bring thy children. Lord, to thee.

PSALM oi. 9—i 6 Second Fart, Common Metre.

tfrol eel ion from Death, Guard of Angels, %if?cty C an d Deliverance.

1 *V7"Efonsof men, a feeble race^ A Expos'd to every fr.are,

PSALM XCI. 1S7

Come make the Lord your dwelling place / And try and trull his care.

2 No ill (hall enter where you dwell I Or ifthepague come nigh, And f weep the wickei5. d '.J n*H, ;Twi!iru- intsoi

% He'll .give his afigels charge to V \

Your feet in all their w.vs i Tc watch your pillow while you fl

And guard your happy days.

4 their hands ftall bear you, left you fall

And dam againlt the hones ;

Are they iu»t fcrvants at his call,

And font t' attend his ions r

5 Adders and lions ye (hall tread 5

The tempters wiles defeat : He that bath broke the ferpent's head Puts him beneath your feet.

6 ■ Becaufe on me they fet their love,

■ I'll fave them, faith the Lord ; « Tllbear their joyful fouls above, « DcftrucTtion and the Sword.

7 « My grace (hall anfwer when they call,

• In trouble I'll benign : . . ;

« My pow'r fhall help them when they Fall,

• And ratie them when they die.

8 < Thofe that on earth my name have known

• I'll honor them inheav'n ;

f There my falvation (hall be mown, < And cndlefs life be giv'n.'

psalm xcrr.

PSALM 02, Firft part. Lopg Met^ A Pjalm for the Lord's Day,

1 8 TEETVS u^ W°rk my G°l ™Y **g. To mew thy love by morning light * And Lalk of all thy truth at night. *

2 Sweet is the dayoffacred reft,

No mortal care mall faze my breafl/ Oh may my heart in tune be found. Like David's harp of folemn found, 5 My heart mall triumph in my Lord, And blefs his *prk8, and b!ef3his word ; Thy works or grace how bright they mine I How deep thy counfels ! how (frfne I

4 fools ncvcr'raifc their thought*) high • ■Like brutes they live like brutes they die ■ i'kegrafsthey flourifli, 'till they breath ' tflait them in everlailing death* "

5 But I mail mare a glorious part When grace hath well refm'd my heart, And frem fupphes or joy are med - jf Like holy oil to cheer my head- T

6 Sin (my worft enemy before)

Shall vex my eyes and ears no more ; My inward foes mall all b^flain, Nor Satan break mfcpeace* -again.

7 Then mall I fee and tear, and know, AH I dchr'd.or wim'd below;

And every power find fweet employ,

In that eternal world" of joy. P S & LM92, vcr. 12, &c, 2d Part. Long Mertt

7"^ CWM // /& Gardinof GOD. t ORD, 'tis a pleafant thing to (land

JLj In gardens planteJ by thine hacd S

PS A L M XCIH iS9

Let me within thy courts be feen Like a young cedar frefh and green. 3 There grow thy faints in faith and love, Blcftwith thine influence from above* Mot Lebanon with all its trees Yields fuch a comely fight as thefe.

3 The plants of grace mail ever live ; (Nature decays, but grace mull thrive; lime, that doth all things elfe impair, _ Still makes them flourifti ftrong and fair,

4 Laden with fruits of age they mew, The Lord is holy juft and true ; None that attend his gates fhall find A God unfaithful or unkind.

ySALM 9% Firft Metre. As the ico.h Pfalm.

The Eternal and ihe Sovreign GOD. l T EHOV AH reigns : he dwells in light* J Girded with Majefty and might '• T he world creatf d by his hands Still on itsriift foundation Hands. ? 2 But ere this fpacieua world was made Or had its firft foundation laid, 1 by throne eternal ages flood, Thyfflf the eve; living God. gLike Hoods the angry nations rife. V And aim their rage agairjft the fltiesi Vain floods that aim their rage fo high I At thy rebuke the. billows die. , For ever fhallthy throne endure ; Thy prom He ftands for ever fure : And rverlaliing holinefs Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. L3

no psalm xci'ti.

PSALM P3. Sec. MctiC. As the old 50th Pfahm

TlIF, L\rd °f/I0ry rei*DS be ^«M on high; 1 His robes of irate are ttrcngth and maieflv Th * wide creation rof. at his command, J)> Built by his word, eflahlUVd by his hand :

ArA S ?/one ere he ^ancr^tion

And his own godhead is the firm foundation. '

2 God is ih' eternal king ; thy foes in vain Raifc thqjr rebellions to confound thy reigo .

And roar, and tofs their wave, againfl 0*Jkies:

Foammgatf1eav;n:htiyragevvithHiidcfn^"„ But heav'ns high arches fcoru fee fwdhng oceSi

3 YcTempefli rage no Ili0re ; )'c i»o^s be ftill And thou mad world, fulmiffive to his will ■ Built on his truth his church mufl ever (land • Firm are his promises, and rtrorg his hand • ' See his own fens, when thev appear before him Bow at his footfiooi; and with I fear ■ .Vorc him! '

PSALM 93. ThirdMetre. As the old izzl \>wiai>

X And Royal Hate maintains, His head with awful glonVscrown'd;

Array'd in robes of light,

begirt with fovVef^ninighti1 And rays of majeftj around,

2 Upheld l,y thy commands fhe world fecurcly (lands, Arid flues 2nd ftars obey thy word ; Thy throne was fVdon high Kre ftars adorn 'a the iky ; Eternal is thy kihgdoro, Loid. 3 In vain the noify croud, Like bittows farce and loud i

ir.

V S A L M XCIV. Waft thine empire rage and roar \ In vain with angry fpitc The furly nations fight. And dam Uke waves againft the more.

4 Let floods and nations rage, And all their power engage,

Let fweiling tides sITauk the iky;

The terrors of thy frown Shall beat their madnefsdoun:

Thy throne forever (lands on high.

5 Tby promife's are true, Thy grace is ever new.

There fiM thy church (hall nc er r,mow . Thy faints with holy fear Shall in thy courts appear, And fing thine everlafting love. PSALM94.ver-i,^7,^.F^par,(C.M.5

Saints chaMtd. tnJjnners defrayed ; or, /.-

(irualvtrfuclicni.

OGOD ! to whom revenge belongs, Proclaim thy wrath aloud: Let fov reign power redrefs our wrongs, Let jufticc inait* the proud, .Tlfey fay,* the Lord nor fees nor hears;

When will the vain be vyie : Can he be deaf, who form d their ears:

Or bind who made their eyes r

i He knows their impious thoughts .re w^.

■ "And they ihall feel Lis power: Kis wrath fell peircetruirfcuUwu.pum In fome furprifing hour.

I Brt if tby Taints defcrve rebuke, Thou haftastntUr rod \

*9* PSALM XCIV.

Thy providence, thy facred book' ahail make them know their God. 5 Bled is the man thy hands chaftife, And to his duty draw ; Thy (courts make thy children wife When they forget thy law. 5 But God will ne'er caft off his faints, Nor his own promifc break : Hepirdons his inheritance for their Redeemer's fake. rn%A LrM 9*'l6'-23 Second Part C. Metre.

VI Againft my numerous foes ? * hue earth arid hell their force unite, Ana all my hopes oppofe.

2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help,

-wam dmyfainting head,

My life had now ,n filence dwelt

% foal amoftgft the dead.

3 'Alas ! my Hiding feet !' I cry'd,

Thy promife bore me up ; Ihy grace flood conflrnt by my fide, A"d raiso my finking hope.

4 While mnltitncVs of mournful thought,

Witn-n my bofom roll

Thy boaadleft love forges my faulty 1 ny comforts cheer my f0ui.

5 Pow'rs of iniquity may rife,

And fame pernicious laws; Uut God my rtfuKC rules the ikies, lit will defend my cauf?.

PSALM CXV. 193

6 Let Malice vent her rage aloud, Let bold blafpbemers feoff; The Lord our God (hall judge the proud, And cut the fmners off.

£ S A L M 9J» Common Metre. A Pfilm before Prayer.

1 O ING to the Lord Jehovah's name* JJ3 And in his ftrcngth rejoice ; When his fa'lvation i« our theme,

Exalted be our vo'icc.

2 With thanks apptoach his awful fight,

And Pfalms of honor fing; The Lord's a God of bonndlefs might, The whole creation's King.

3 Let princes hear, let angels know,

How mean their nature's feem, Thofe Gods, on high, and Gods below, When once compared with him.

4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep,

Lies in his fpaciens hand ; He fix'd the teas what bounds to keep, And where the hills mwlt Hand.

5 Come, and with humble fouls adore,

Come, kneel before his face ; Oh may the creatures of his power Be children of his grace ! 6 Now is the time, he bend* his ear. And waits for your requeft i Come, left he roufe his wrath and iwear* " Ye mail not fee my reft."

lS>4 PSALM XCV.

PSALM 95 Short Metre,

C A Pfalm before Set man.

OME, lound Lis praifc abroad, And hymns of glory fing ; Jehovah is the fov'reiga God: The univerfal King.

2 He form'd the deeps unknown ;

He gave the feas their bound • The wat'ry worlds are all his own, And all the iciid ground,

3 Come, worfhip at his throne,

Come, how before the Lord : Vv'e are his works, and not our cWn » He form'd us by his word. :

4 To- day attend his voice, '

Nor dare provoke his rod : ^ Come, like the people of his' choice, And own your gracious God.

5 But if your ears reftife

" The language of his grace. And hearts grow hard, like ftubborn Jews, I'hat unbelieving race.

6 The Lord, in vengeance drtfs'i ^ Will Kft his hand and (wear,

% i>ha,l have ne 'portion there." -

P^LMo5Ver.,>2,3,6...II)LoDgMstrc>

Canaan Icjl through unk/irf-; or, A Waning t§

flaying fiHTirrs,

COME, let your voices join to raife. . A (acred fong of folemn praTe; God „ the fov'reign King, uhearft liis honor in exshed verfe.

P S A L M XCVTi i$>5

i &>ine, let our fouls addrefs the Lord, \^ho fram'd our natures with his word, He is our fhepherd, we the flieep His mercy chofe, his paftures keep.

3 Ccfme, let us hear his voice today, The counfcl of his love obey, Nor let our harden'd hearts renew The fins and plagues that Ifracl knew.

4 Ifratl, that faw his works of grace, Yet tempt their maker to his face ; A faithlefs unbelieving brood,

That tir'd the patience of their God. g Thus faith the Lord, ■• How falfe they prove! «' Forget my power, zbufe my love ; «« Since they defpife my reft, 1 fwear, •' Their feet (hall never enter there.',

6 [Lock back, my fcul, with holy dread, And view thofe ancient rebels dzzd, ; Attend the cfier'd gvaee to day, Nor lofe the blefiings by delay. h Seize the-kind prcmife while it Waits ' ^And march to Zion's heavenly gates ; Beiieve and take the promis'd reit ; Obey, and be for ever bleit.] PSALM 96. 2. 10, &c. Common Metse. C h v i 11 ' s Jirfi and fuend c oming. \ Q 1NG to the Lord, ye diilcnl hnda, ^3 Ye tv iocs: of ev'ry tongct » His new -difco'vcrM grace detnands • A new and nobler long. S Say tfc th.e nations, Jefus reigns, G<:0** own almighty Son

79° PSA L M XCVTTT.

His power the fiufcing worlel fuftains, An* grace furrounds his throne.

3 Letheav'n proclaim the joyful day,

Joy through the earth be feen i ' Let cities fhinc in bright array, • And fields in cheerful green' *•

4 The joyous earth,,,the bending ftics

His glorious trSin difplay ; Ye mountains fink, ye valleys rife, Prepare the Lord his way.

5 Behold he comes, he comes to blefa

^ The nations as their God : To (hew the world his righteoufnefg, And fend his truth abroad.

f His voice fhall raife the flumb'ring dead, And bid the world draw near ; But how will guilty nations dread, To fee their judge appear!

? S Vh rnff' AR rhc,f3fh ^»m.

L The GOD of the Gentiles fcT all the earth their voices raife, f To fing the choicdi Pfalm of praife, ■ lo fingand blefs Jehovah's name.- * Wis glory let the heathen* knew His wonders to the nations (how And all hi, faving works prcc'airn. 8 1 he heathens know thy glory, Loid. 1 he woud ring nations read thy word, But here Jehovah's name is known ; Nor fhall our worfliip e'er be paid lo gods which mortal hands have made: Uur maker is our God alone. ! He fram'd the globe, he built t/fc dyl «e made the ftining worlds on high,

p S' A L M XCVII: 197

And reigns complete in glory there His beams are majefty and light ; His beauties how divinely bright . His temple bow divinely fair I a Come the great day, the glorious hour, When earth (hall feel his faving pow r. And barb'rous nations fear his name; Then (hall the race of men confels The beauty of hi* holinefs,

And in his courts his grace proclaim- PSALM 97, Vcr. 9~*, F'rft Far:, Long Metre Chrift reigneth in Heaven, and coming to Judgment. , TJE reigns; the gfcrd.the Saviour reigns! jTx Praife him in evangelic ftrams; Let the whole earth in fongs rejoice, And diftant iflands join their voice. fi Deep are his amnfels and unknown : 5 Bu t grace ani truth fnpport his throne ; Tho' gloomy;*Ws his ways furrouad, Juftice is their eternal ground.

♦ In robes of judgment, lo, he comes,

* Shakes the wide earth & cleaves the tombs; Before hiu> burns devouring fire^

The mountains melt, the leas retire. 4 His enemies with fore difmay,

Fly 'from the fight antf*fhun the day : Then lift your heads, ye faints, on high, And fing, for your redemption's nigh. PSALM 97,Ver. i~ 5.fccond Fart, Long Metre.

Chrift's Incarnation l npHK Lord is come ; the heav'na proclaim X His birth ; the nations learn hia name

. , ■ " ^ "i xcvzr,

Of":Cn *"'*?«• 'He road ' caItern faS« to their God. 3 A" ye bright armies of the fties

Go, worship where the Savou";.

Angels and kings before him bo v '

"D^°n high, and gods beLv. 3A„dt,t'.8tottert°tneground,

And earth Co„fef.hcrfov,r4;Ki.

i-ASLMo;. Third Part. Long Metre, Grace and Glory.

1 "F n> A1",,\hty rei'gn» waited high Tjf-, ° cr a» th< earth o'er all the L •

H.sdwelhngi.themercvfeat. a Oyethttlowkiiholynime,

r£ ^T^offinandftame; Anff Srde ^e foUU of a)l h{3 friend,,

And from the fnares of hell defends.

Are for he fa.nts m darknefs fown , 1 hofe glonous feeds (hall fpring anj r;ff And the bright harveft blefs „fr"J, '

4 lRhJ'°,ee' Jc,r;ghte0USl and "cord 3 he facred honors of the Lord ; Nonebu£thef lthatfce,sh.

Can tnumph ,n hi, holinefs. 8 PSA L M 9/. 3> 5 _._7j (i( Commoa MmA

Chnft's /„*,„,„„•„„ w ^ ,aJtjudgmenU

ET earth, with ev*ry ifle and fea •A-/ KsjoICe, the Saviour reigns :

P S A L M XCVIII. W

His word like fire prepares the way, And mountains melt to plains. i Kis prefence finks the proudcft hills, And makes the vallie'8 rife ; The humble foul enjoys his {miles, The haughty firmer dies.

3 Theheav'ns his rightful pow'r proclaim :

The idol- gods around _

Fill their own worftiippcrs with manse, And totter to the ground.

4 Adoring angels at his birth

Made the Redeemer known ; Thus (hall he come to judge tae earth, And angels guard Lis throne. c His fees (hall tremble at his fight, And hills and feas retire : His children take their unknown night, And leave the world on fire. 6 The feeds of joy and glory fown Tor faints in darknefs here. Shall rife and fpring in world's unknown,

And a rich harveft bear. PSALM98, Firft Part. Common Me^e. Praifi for the Go/pel. I rTiO our almighty maker, God, X New honors be addrefs'd ! His great falvation mines abroad, And makes the nations bleft. £ To Abra'm fira he fpoke the word, And taught his num'rous race j The Gentiles own him fov'reign Lord, And learn to truft his grace.

p S A L M XCl 3 Let the whole earth hi. love proclaim A„dfpTdthehonom.ofh1sn'. in me!ody and long,.

PSALM'03,feor!dP,rt.Comn)ooMe'tre r/.,Meffiah's6W^WA-V/,,w

J Let earth receive her Jciop; *

Le7hy,,eartp;ep5rch;m^.'

And heavnaad nature ling.

3 No more let fin. and forroivs grow, Nor thorn, infeft the ground; He come, i * make the bieffing. flow, Far as the curfe is found. '

4 He rule, the world with truth and grace, Ano makes the nations prov* h '

lile Series of his righteouihef., And wonders of his love-

? S A-LM99. FirflParr, Shon Metre. Chnft'a A7»^w *„«/ ifilo^

I HPHE God Jehovah reigns, X Let all the nations fear- Let finners tremble at his tfirJne, And famts be humble there.

2 Jefusthe Saviour reigns,

Let earth adore its Lord •

Bnght cherubs hi^ttend.nuftand, Swift to fulfil his word.

P S A L M C aoi

g In Sion ftands his throne, His honour* are divine, His chinch (hall make his wonders known, For there his glories Aline.

4 How ho'y is his name !

How terrible his praife ! Juilice and wrath his judgment join

In all his works of grace- PSALM 99, Second Fart. Long Metre. A holy God luc-rfcipped nv'ih rsvsrence.

5 T7» X A LT the Lord our God, jQj And worfhip at his feet, His nature is all holinefs.

And mercy is his teat.

2 When Ifrael was his church,

Wheu Aaron was his prieft, When Moles cry'd, when Samuel pray'd, He gave his people reft.

3 Oft he forgave their fms^

Nor would deltroy their race ; And oft he made his" vengeance knew a When they abus'd his grace.

4 Exalt the Lord our God, While grace is (til the fame ;

Still he's a God of holinefs, And jealous for his name.

PSALM j co, Firft Metre, a plain Tranflation. Praife to our Creator , I \JV- nations round the earth rejoice

\ before the Lord your fovVcign king Serve him with chesrfo 1 heart and voice, With all your tongue lib gUry &n£.

*°* PSA L M C.

2 T,h\L?rrd " God 'l» h* alone Doth :,fc and breath and being give I

We are Ins work, and not our'otn ; Inefheep that on his paftures live.

3 Enter his gates with fongs of joy,

And make it your divine employ lo Pay yo«r thanks and honors "there. 4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind - Oreat is his grace, his mercy fure . ' And the whole race of man (hill find His truth from age to age endure.

K v Jehovah 8 awful throne, .

AJ Ye nations bow with facred jay • ' Know that the Lord is God alone ; ' He can create, and he dcilroy/ 3 His fovVeign power, without our aid. Made us of clay, and fornyd us men • And when, hke wand'ring fheep we ftray V, M^i brought us to his fold again. 3 We are his people, we his care",

t W?!|f?' Lanfl a" 0Ur «lortal f''a™ : What l-.ftmg honors (hall we rear

Almighty Maker, to thy name ?

4 We'll croud thy gates with thankful fonrrs,

High as the heav'n our voices raife ;

qi^J «, WJth her ten lhoufa^ ""****

bhall fill thy courts with founding praifc.

5 Wide as the world is thy command,

Vait as eternity thy love !

' ,»t? a r°ck th^ tr,uTl m'"ft fond, When rolling years fliidl c«afe

to ructe

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PSALM CI. 2?3

PSALM lor, Long Metre. The Magifirates Pfalm. ERCV and judgment are my fong ;

And fince they both to thee belong. My gracious God, my righteous King, To thee my fongs and vows I bring.

2 If 1 am rais'd to bear the fword, I'll take my counfel from thy word; Thy juftice and thy heav'nly grace Shall be the pattern of my ways.

3 Let wifdom all my 2c*lions guide, And let my God with me refide ; No wicked thing fliall dwell with me, Which may provoke thy jealoufy.

4 No fon3 of flander, rage and ftrifc Shall be companions of my life ••

The haughty look, the heart of pride Within my doors fhall ne'er abide-

5 [111 fearch the land and raife the ju;l To pods of honor, wealth and trull ; The men that work thy holy, will Shall be my friends and fav'rites ftiil. ]

6 In vajn (hail finners hope to arife By Eatt'ring or malicious lies : Nov while the innocent I guard, Shall bold offenders e'er be fpai'd.

7 The impious crew (that factious band)

il hide their heaca, or quit the land $ And nil that break the public reft, re I have pow'r (hail be fuppreft.

204 PSALM CII.

PSALM ;oi. Common Metre. A Pfalm for a Majler of a Family.

1 /^Fjuftice and of power I fmg, \J And pay my God nfy vows, Thy grace and juftice, heav'nly king,

Teach me to rule my houfe.

2 Now to my tent, O God, repair,

And -make thy fervaat wile ; 1*11 fuffer nothing near me there That (hall offend thine eyes.

3 The man that doth his neighbour wrong,

Byfalfhood or by force, The fcornful eye, the fland'rous tongue, I'll banifh from my doors.

4 Til feek the faithful and the juft,

And will their help enjoy ; Thefe are the friends that I fhall truft, The fervants I'll employ.

5 The wretch that deals in fly deceit,

I'll not endure a night • The liar's tongue I ever hate, And banifh from my light.

6 I'll purge my family around.

And make the wicked flee; So fhall my houfe be ever found A dwelling lit for thee.

PSALM 102, i — j 3. 20. 2t. Firft Part. C. Metre,

;<1 Prayer for the 4ffli8ed.

1 T TEA'R me.O God, nor hide thy face, JLJl But srofwer, lell 1 die : Halt thou not built a throne of grace. To hear when tinners cry ?

r 3 A L M Clf. 2*

2 My days are waded like the fmoke

Diffalvinjr in the air , Mr rtrength h drvM. my heart is broke, And finking in defpair.

3 My fpifits ftag Tike wti aft

Cumt with exeeffive heat ; Infecret groans my minutes pafjjj And 1 forget to eat-

4 As on fome lonely building's top,

The fparro-.v tells her moan ; Far from the tents ofjoy and hope.

I fit and grieve alone, c My foul is like a wildernefs,

Where bealh of midnight howl ; Where the fad raven finds her place,

And where the fcreaming owl.

6 Dark difnaal thoughts and boding feaH

Dwell in my troubled bread ; While (harp reproaches wound my esrs, Nor give my fpirit reft.

7 My cup is mingled witn my woes,

And tears arc my re pa it : My daily bread like afhes -row3 Unpleafant to my tafte,

8 Senfe can afford no real joy

To Folds that feeltbjjrowrt : * Lord/twas^hy%a>4.advnnc'd me high, Thy hand'batli ?4 a

Ir.

lb

Grows fajn *T.bat vanifh'into n;-ht

•JtheVM fc?"es appear, Ipwsare, •

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PSALM

CII

IO But thou for ever art the fan- e O my eternal God : Ajes toconiefliallW thy name, And ipread thy works abroad.

1 1 Thou wilt arife, an diWt hy fc,e •

Nor w.il my LorJ delay, beyond th' appointed hour of ™c Inftlong expected c^y, '

1 2 He hears his faints. he knows their cry,

And by myjtenotis ways, %

Ilcdeea.sthepns'ncrsdoom'dtodfe, And nils their tongues with pnufe.

fSALMica. vcr. 13-^Secoi.d part.Com.M*.

Prayer heard, and Zian rejhred. I T E T Zion and her fons rejoice— J^J Behold the pro/»W'd hour : Mcr God hath heard her morning »«!« And conies f exalt his poiv'r. 2 Herduft and ruins that remain, Are precious in our eyes; Thofe-ruitfa fli'all beb'iiilt *£**, And all that duft /halt rife. 5 The Lord will raife Jcrufaletn, And Hand in ^lory there -Nations tfuii bow before his name rind kings attend v/ith fear. '

4 He fits a fov'reijrn on his throne.

With pity m his eyes :

^^awtbeoyinflrprjVnerigiju, A;nd ices their U^ha arifc.

5 Hefreca the fouJa conceran'd tod

Au"d, wheu uo fciuu,

PSALM CII, 2-7

It (han't be faid; " that praying breath Was ever fpent in vain. ?j This lhall be known when we are dead, 'And left on long record ; That ages yet unborn may read, And truft and praife tiie Lord. t>SALM 102. ver. iy,i$Jh\u\ part. Long Metre, Man's mortality, and Chrift's eternity : cr, Saints

die, hut Chrtft and the Church live. * tT is the Lord our Saviour's hand

X Weakens our ftrength amid ft the race, Difeafe and death at his command Arreftus, and cut fhort our days. 2 Spare us O Lord .aloud we pray,

Nor let our fun go down at noon : Thy years are one eternal day.

And mult thy children die (o foon ? a Yet. in the micft of death and grief,

This thought our forrow (hall afiuage ; " Our Father and our Saviour live, Chrift is the fame thro' ev'ry age." i Twas he this earth's foundation laid, . Heav'n is the building of his hand; This earth grows old, thefe heav'n (hall fade And all be chang'd at his command.

t The Harry curtains of the fky.

Like garments foail be laid afide 5 ^ But ftill thy throne ftands firm and high; Thy church forever muft abide. 6 Before thy face thy church (hall live ;

And on thy throne thy children reign ; This dying world (hall they fjafvive. And the dead faints be vaVd again.

203 psalm cur. ,

PSALM ic3l vcr. i,7, SecondP.rt, Long Metre Btffe Go&fcr his £po'Jnifi on foul and lody.

'IR^1?8,3 ° my foul, the living God, ■Y^}} ho™e thy thoughts that rove abroad,

A-et ail the powers within me bin

In Work and worlhip fo divine. 2 Befs, O my foul the God of grace;

f!'! „°m* plairB tke fcighcQ Praife, Why mould ungrateful fiience hide, Iht bidhngs which hi5 hands provide.

3 'Tis he, my foul, that ft nt his for,

To die for crimes which thou hadft done : He owns the ranfem and forgives The hourly follies of our lives.

4 7'he vices of the mind he heah;,

And cures the pains that nature kek~ Redeems the fou! from hell, and faves Our watting Uk from threat'nig graves,

5 Our youth decay 'd hispower repairs 1 Wis mercy crowns our growing years : -He fills our (lore with every good, And feeds our fouls with hcav'nly food,

6 He fees th' opPrciT,.r and & oppreft : And often gives the fufFWs reft j J3ut will his juftice more ciifplay

In the ia!l great rewarding Jay.

7 t His power he fiicwM by Mofes* hand, And r^ave to Ifraei his commands ; iHitA-nt his truth and nieicy down

I o all the nations by his Son)

8 Hj l|,e «*o1e earth Jiis power conA r -Let the whole earth ador* his i

psalm cnr. 20?

The Gentile with the Jew fhalljoin la work and worfhip fo divine. f S A L M 103. Second Part. Long Metre.

God's gentle chajl'tfement : ox.hh tender mercy t9 hispeople.

I npHE Lord, how wondrous are his way1? JL How firm his truth' how large his grace He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known.

tt Not half fo high his power hath fpread The ftarry heav'ns above our head ; As his rich iove exceeds our praife. Exceeds thehighelt hopes we raifcj

3 Not half fo far hath nature pbe'd The rifing morning from the we it As hi3 forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of thofe he love?.

4 How flow his awful wrath to rnfi On fwifter wings falvation flics ; And if he lets his anger burn, How foon his frowns to pity turn /

5 Amid ft his wrath companion fhine- > His ftrokes are lighter ihan our fins ' And, while his rod corrects his fr His ear indulges their complaints.

6 So fathers their young fans chaflife, With gentle handa and melting eyes ; The children weep beneath the fepait* And move the pity of their heait*

Pause.

The mighty God, the vife ami juu% Knows that our irarr.e is feebteirult, /U Z

~10 P S A L m cur.

And wil! no heavy foad$ imjiJoTe Beyond the flrength that he befto

8 He kdovvs how foon our nature dies, Biafted by every wind that fries Like grafs we Tprin^. arid die as foon,

• . Or morning flowers that fade at noon.

9 lint his eternal love is fur* To all the faints, unci (hail endure ; From aqe to age hie truth mall reign, Nor children's cbiljdrca hope in vain.

PSALM 103, Ver, t— ;'. Firft Part.Short Metre.

Praife for Spiritual and 'Temporal Mercies.

\_>/ Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to biefs hit namfe»

Whole favours are divine.

2 • Oh hkfo the Lord, my foul 1

I\ or let hi* mercies lie, Fcrgdtttn in ua'.hank'fulnefs And without praifu die.

3 'lis he forgives thy fins, 'lis he relieves thy pain.

'Tis he that heals thy fickncfles, And makes lhe.e yoiinj

4 I thy life with love.

Wh.u ranfoui'd ; . ■ ..ve ;

lit fi an'd u») f< . ell

5 ; ' poor with good i He gives the ii (Tiers left ;

psalm ciir. lit

6 Kis wondrous works and ways

Ke made by Mofes known : But fenl the world his truth and grace

By his beloved Son. PSALM 1O3 8— 18 Second Fait. Short Metre* Abounding Compajfton of God ; or, Mercy in tks midji of Judgment..

1 TV/TY foul, repeat his praife, iVA Whofe mercies arc io great ;

Whofe anger is fo flow ro rik, So ready to abater

2 God will not always chide ; And when his ilrckes are felt,

His ftrokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt,

3 High as the heav'ns are rais'd, Above the ground we tread,

So far the riches of his grace

Our higheft thoughts exceed.

4 His power fubdues our fins, }

And his forgiving love Far as the call is from ths weft, Doth all our guilt remove.

5 The pity of the Lord

To thofe thu fear his name, Is fuch as tender parents feel ; He knows our feeble frame.

6 He knows we are but cuft, Scatttr'd with every breath '•

Ills anger like a rifin^ wind

Can fend us fv.itito death.

7 Our days are like the grafs,

, ic Qjorningj|o

212 PSALM CIV,

If one (harp blaft fweep o'er the fo]d It withers in an hour.

8 But thy companions, Lord, To cndlefs years endure ; And children's children ever find cc ."JV words of promife Aire. PSALM 105, ,0-22, Third Parr, Short ftfe* God s vntva/al dominion ; or, ^,/V /r^, /A* Lord, I HRHE Lord the fovVeign King,

rv if t. L fix'd h{s throne °n h,'gh,

Oer all the heavily world he rules, And all beneath the fty.

2 Ye angels great in might, ' And fwift to do his will,

^threI;orr,whorevo':c-yeh^

Whofe pleafure ye fulfil.

3 Let the bright hofts who waft Ihe orders of their Kino-,

And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praife they fmg.

4 While all his wond'rousxvorks, . Ihro his vaft kingdom, (hew Their maker's glory, thou, my foul,

bnall fing his graces too.

T^^7 God * <W,„ and Province.

**e in full mnjerty appears, 7

And like a robe his glory wears.

two Una to evty Stanza-v.^ § 7 '

1> S A L M CtV. 2*3

Great is the Lord, what tongue can frame And tqual honor to his name ?

(Oiherivife H muji he Jung as the I CO/A Pjalm )

2 The heav'ns are for his curtains fpread : TrT unfathom'd d*cp he makes his bed J Clouds are his char;ot when he flies

On winged ftorms a crofs the (lues-

3 Angels, whom his own breath infpires, His minifiers are flaming f res :

And fwiftas thought their armies move To bear his vengeance or his love.

4 The world's foundation by his hand Are pois'd and fhall forever ftand ; He binds the ocean in his chain, Left it mould drown the earth again.

5 When earth was cover' d with the flood, Which high above the mountains flood, He thunder'd and the ocean fled, Confin'd to its appointed bed.

6 The f welling billows know their bound, And in their channels walk their round, Yet thence convey'd by fecret veins,

They fpring on hills and drench the plain's;

7 He bids the chryftal fountains Sow. And cheer the val'eys as they go ; There gentle herds their third allay, And for the ft ream wild affes bray.

8 From pleafant trees which made the brink, The lark and linnet light to drinJc : Their fongs the lark and linnet vsife, And chide our fiience in hie praifc*

214 PSALM CIV.

Pa use.

9 God from hfa cloudy cittern pours

. On the parch'd eart'h enriching (howers j she grove the garden, and the field, A thoufand joyful bleffings yield,

10 He makes the grafly food arifc, And gives the cattle large fupplfes ?

With herbs for men. of various power, To nourifh nature, or to cure.

1 1 What noble fruit the vines produce The olive yields a pleading juice ;

Our hearts are cheer'd with gen 'rous wine* His gifts proclaim his love divine.

12 His bounteous hands our table fpread, He fills our cheerful (lores with bread ; While food our vital ftrength imparts, Let daily praife mfpire cur hearts.

J* A U S E.II

13 Behold the (lately cedar (lands, Rais'd in the foreft by his hands ; Birds to the boughs for (helter i\y\ And build their nefts fecure on high.

1 4. To craggy hills afcends the goat ; And at the airy mountains foot The feebler creatures make their cell— 1 Ke gives them vvifdom where to dwell. 5 He fets the fun his circling race, Appoints the moon to change her face : And, when thick darknefs veils the day, Calls out wild beads to hunt their prey/

12 Fierce lions lead their young abroad, A roaring a(k their m eat from God 5

PSALM CIV. zij

But when the morning beam:, anie. The favagebe;:.1 to covtrt dies. 17 Then man to daily labour goes ; The night was made for his repofe > Sleep is thy gift., that fwect relief From tirefome toil and wailing grief.

lS How ftrange thy works ! how great thy ' ' While ev'ry land thy riches fill i [ikiii K

Thy wifdom round the werid we fee, This fpacious earth is full of thee.

19 Nor lefc thy glories in the deep, Where lifh in millions fwioo and creep. With wond'rous motions, fwiftoi flow. Still wand'ring in the patha below.

20 There (hips divide their wat'ry way, And flocks of fcaly monlters play The huge leviathan reiidesi

And, fcarlefs, fports amid the tides. Pause, III.

21 Vaft arc thy works, almighty Lor4, ' All nature rettsupon thy word,

, And the whole race of creatures (lands Waiting their portion from thy hands.

92 While each receives his diffrent food, Their cheerful looks pronounce it good : Eagles and Bears, and whales, and worm*. Rejoice and praife in different forms.

23 But when thou hid'ft thy face, they moazf And, dying, to their dull return j Both man and Dealt their fouls refign J Life, breath, and fpirit, all are thine.

^4 Yet thou canft breathe on duft again, " An*J ::ll the waild with beads and sicu.

2:6 PSALM CV,

A word of thy creating breath Repairs the waftes of time a»:d death.

25 His works, the wonders of nis might, Are honor'd with his own delight : How awful are his glorious ways { The Lord is dreadful in his praife,

26 The earth Hands trembling at his Broke, And at thy touch the mountains fmoke; Yet humble fouls may fee thy face, And tell their wants to fov'reign grace.

27 In thee my hopes and wiflies meet, And make my meditations fweet ; Thy praifes mall my breath employ, Till it expire in endlefs joy.

?8 While haughty finners die accurir. Their glory bury'd with their duft, I to my God, my heav'uly king, Immortal hallelujahs fing. P S A L M 105 Abridged. Ccrn.Metre,

God's conduct to Ifrael.and the plagues of Egypt.

1 jf"* 1V^ thanks to God, invoke his name, VJT And tell the world his grace Sound through the earth his deeds of fame, That all mayfeek his face.

3 His cov'nant which he kept in mini For num'rous ages palt, To numVous ages yet behind In equal force ihall lad.

3 He fware to Abra'm and his feed,

And made the blefiings fure, - G entiles the ancient promife real And find his truth endure*

P S A L M CV. 217

[. ' Thy Feed (hall make all nations blefs'd ; (Said the almighty voice) 'And Canaan's land fnall be thy reft, * The type of heav'nly joys.'

r [TIow large the grant ! how rich the graci ! To give them Canaan's land. When they were Granger's in the place, A fmall and feeble band /

6 Like pilgrims, through the countries round, ik cutely they remov'd ; And haughty kings, that on them frownMi Severely he reprov'd.

1 < Touch mine anointed, and mine arm * Shall foon rvenge the wrong : * The man that dees my prrphets harra ' Shall know their God 'u llroug.'

8 7 hen let the world farhear it's ragey

Nor put the church in fear :

Ifraehnujl live tiro* entry age.

And bstti AuAsglifs care.~\

Pause I.

9 lAen Pharoh dai'd to vex the faint*,

jk.na thus provok'd their God, M'ofcs was fent at their complaints, Arrn'd with his dreadful rod.

10 Me cail'd for darknefs : darknefs cr.

Like ah o'er whelming flood He turn'd each lake and ev'ry lire am To lakes and dreams of blood.

11 He gave the f;,T.'}. and r.oiiome flies

N

*8 PSALM CV.

And frogs in baleful armies rife About the monarch's bed,

12 Thro* 'fields and towns, and palace*.

The tenfold vengeance flew, Lccufts in f warms devour'd their trees And hail their cattle /lew. N

1 3 Then hy an angel's midnight llroke

The flo#eV of Egypt dy'd : The ftrenglh of ev'ry houfe was broke, Their glory and their pride.

14 Now let the world forbear it's rage,

Nor put the church in fear ; I/rat! mujl live thro* ev'ry age, And be thy Almighty'* care. Pause II.

15 Thus were the tribes from bondage freed, ' *nd left the hated ground ;

Rich with Egyptian fpoiJs they fled, Nor was one feeble found,

16 The Lord himfelf chofe out their way,

And mark'd their journiis right, Give them a ]e<.ding- cloud by day, A fiery guide by night.

17 They tnirft, *nd waters from the rock

In rich abundance flow, And following iliil the com (e they took Hun all the defjrt throu. h

I H O wond'roua rtream ! O bit fled tvpe

Of t~cr flowing jrace \ 1 So Chriit our Reck maintains our life And nids our wa no 'ring race,

19 Thus £n?rr?td by th1 ^mighty hav.i, i.V; cbd\n tribws pcffift

Canaan the rich, the prornls'fe land, And their enjoy'd their reft, 2© TAe?w /'' "&' world jorbear it's rage, The church renounce it's fear \ Jjrjelmujt live thro' evry age, And be tti almighty s care.

PSALM 106, i-5, FirftParr, Long Metre,

Praifeio God i or, Chpmttnieation nvith Sain's*

1 T^° God» thereat, the ever bleft,

JL Let fongs of honour be addrelt ; His mercy firm for ever Hands : Give him the thanks his love demands.

2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways ? Who (ha'.l fulfil thy boundlefs praife? Bleft are the fouls that fear thee (till, And pay their duty to thy will.

3 Remember what thv mercy did For Jacob's race, thy chofen feed ; And with the fame hlvotion blefs The meancft flippant of thy grace.

)h mav I fee thy tribes rejoice, ;nd aid their triumphs with my voice » nfhis is my glory, Lord, to be JLin'd to thy faints, and near to thee-

PSALM CVI. Second Part, frfy *,« 4,45"" 4§

Jjrad punfied and pardoned ; or, God'i *»

changeable. Love,

•G

OD of eternal love, How fickle are our ways ! And yet how oft did Ifrael prav* Tky coalUncy of grate.

-2° p s a l m cvrr.

2 - -n; wonders wrought

And then thy praife *h*yW , Lin :looh thy work, of pow'rlit And mttrmur'd with their tongue.

3 NoV they believe his word,

While rocks with rivers flow Wif!tbt1tt!rluft8 provoke the Lord, And he redue'd them low.

4 Vet when they mourn'd their faults, Hehecrkcn'd to their groans, Brought h,8 own covenant to his thoughts*, And cali'd them fiillhufons. $ Thjir names were in his book,

He fav'd them from their foe s Oft chaftis'd Lut neV for

■ people that he chofe, §Let Ifrael blithe J.

Who Jovd^thejr ancient race j And chri&ian . foLmn .'

ment to all the pr V S A L M 107, Firrl Part. Lon$ Metre. -

1 fli !s hereigos.bX

JLTKind are his thoughts his nWei^kJf

mercy ages paa ha v«r known, -fii ': ag« long to coave fhall ow»:

lord i'he wonders) ' < rccor<j ?

Ifracl, the nation And refcu'd from

PSALM CVir. 22J

They trac'd the defert, wand'ring round A wild and folitary ground.

4 There they could find no leading roadj

Nor city for their ftx'd abode :

Nor food, nor fountain to ail.

Their burning tlurlt, or hunger'* rage.

5 In their diftrefs. to God they cry d, God wa3 their .Saviour and their guide '> He led their v. march aroupd, And brought their tribes to Canas

6 Thus, when our firft releafe we gain From fin's old yoke and Satan's clnin, We have this defert wcild to pafs,

A dang'rous and a tirefomc place*

7 He feeds and clothe5 us all the way, He guides our footdeps left we ftray, He guards us with a powr'ful hand And brings us to the heavViy land.

S 0 let the faints with j y record The truth and goodnefs of the L How great his works ' how ways !

JLet ev'ry tongue pronounce his praife.

P S L M 1C7. Second Part, Loag Mitre, Correction for Jtn, and Releafe ly prayer*

1 i^ROM age to a^e exalt his name,

JL God and his grr.ee are ftill the fame ; He fills the hungry foul with food- And feed:, the poor with ev'iy gecd.

2 But if their heart ;

Againft the God who rules the fides. > If they reject his hcav'nly wori, And flight the coanfth of the Lord,

till PSALM CVtt.

3 He'll bring their fpirits to the ground* And no oeliv'rer fnall be found : Laden with grief, they wade their breath In darknefs and the fhadcs of death.

4 Then to the Lord they raife their cries, He makes th'j dawning light arife, And fcatters all that difmal (hade, That hung io heavy round their head.

5 He cuts the bars of brafs in two, And lets the finiling pris'ners thto' ; Takes off the load of guilt and grief, And gives the lab'riog foul relief.

6 O may the fons of men record

The wond'rous goodntfs of the Lord ! How great his works ! how kind his ways! L.ct ev'ry tongue pronounce his praife, PSALM 107. Third Parr, Common Metre. Intemperance punijhed and pardoned ; or, A Pfa'm for (be Gluttqp and the Drunkard. ' IN man, on foolifh plea fu res bent, Prepares for his own punimaient ; What pains what loathfome maladiest From luxuries and luft arife !

The drunkard feels his vitals wafte. Yet drowns his health to pleafe his lade* Tili all his adtive powers are loft. And fainting life draws near the dud.

The glutton groans, and loaths to eat, His foul abhors delicious meat ; Nature, with heavy loads opprefs'd, Would yield to death to be releas'd.

Then how the frightened finners fly To God for help, with earned cry !

V S A L M CVII. **3

He hears their groans. pre-'on^!; their breath, And faves them from approaching death. ,

5 No med'eines could affe& the cure So quick, fo eafy, or fo fare The deadly fentence G^d repeals,

He fends his fov'reign woid and heals.

6 O may the fons of men record

The wond'rous goodnefe of the Lord I And let their thankful ofTring prove How they adore their M;.ker't love. PSALM jo;, Fourth Part, Long Metre, Deliverance from ftorms and Jhipwrscks ; or

the Scarncus fong, iTTf OULDyourxho!-J the works of God^ VV His wonders in the world ab:oad? With the bold mariner furvey The unknown region* of the fea. 3 They leave their native fhores behind, And f-ize the favor of the wind / Till God command and temperts rife, That heave the ocean to the ikies,

3 Now to the heav'nsthey mount amain, Now fink to dreadful deeps again ; What ftrange affrights young failors feel, And like a Hagg'nng drunkard reel !

4 When land is far, and death is nigh, Loll to all hepe to God they cry ; His mercy hears their loud addrefs, And fends falvation in diftrefs.

5 He bids the winds their wrath afiuage, And ftormy temped* ceafe to rage ; The gladfome train their fears f;ive o'er, Ana hail with joy their native, fhore.

"« P S A I. M CVJr

6 °™y>ne fops of men record II,ewo„d„«Sg„odnefsofth

And m the church his glory fiBg <"

MAIM xoy. Focnb Par, Ccmmon Me(re

The Marines P/i/m,

1 T"^'WO,;k, °f?!oT. mighty Lord JL « hat rule, the boifterousfe,^ '

The fun8 of courage (hall record, '"* Who tempt that dang'rous way.'

2 At thy commands the winds arife,

A'>dfwcll the tow'ring waves;

aZ7°i a*lon;fll'd. »ount the lt;ei And fink in gaping grsvcs.

3 r Again they climb the wat'ryhi.'k.

And plunge ,„ deeps '

Each l,ke a tott'ring drunkard reel,, And finds his courage vain.

4 Frighted to hear the tempert roar.

ibcy pant with flutt'riri-r breaih

Andhopelefsofthediaanffl,:",' Expect immediate death-j

5 Then jo the Lord they raf/V their cries.

He Hears thr loud rrqueft,

And lays the floods to reft.

6 Sailors rcjoic- to lofe thefr fears,

And fee the norm ailay'd * Now to their eye* i appears;

There Jet their vows be paid. 1 'Tis God that bringi them hfe to land 5 Let flupid mortals know,

"PSALM CVll. 22 J

That waves are under his command And all the winds that blow. 3 Oh that the Tons of men would praife The gaodnefs of the Lord ! And thoff that fee thy wond'rous ways Thy wSnd'rous love record. PALM 107. Laft part, Long Metre. Colonies planted y or Nations blejl and pun'. ft. 2d. 1 •^lTTHenGod)provolv,d with daring crimes^ V V Scourges the madnefs of the times, rie turns their fields to barren lane], And dries the rivers from the land. 8 His word can raife the [prints again, And make the wither'd mountains gn Send fhow'ry bk flings from the Ikies ; And harveib in the defert rife.

bore nothing dwelt but bcalb oft r men as fierce 2nd wild as they, Lie bids th'cppreil and poor repair, And builds them town 3 and cities the: e.

a They fow the field, and trees they p" f fruit fupplies their Tbeirrac'e grows fruitful ft<

dt wealth increafea Vlith their fici cyare bleft ; but if they Gng lets the heathen nations in, . re crew ini r lands.

«<ces die by barb'ious bancs,

6 live (or:, expos'd to fcorn,

forlorn i i;ec* uttfene'd, until! d, ori fpreads tfc« ndd*

**6 psalm cviit.

7 Yet if the humbled nation mourns, Again his dreadful hand he turns : Again he makes their cities thrive. And bids the dying churches live ]

8 The righteous with a joyful fenfe Admire the works of Providence; And tongues oi ntlfeifts maH no more, Blalpheme the God that faints adore.

9 How few with pious care fecord Thefe wond'rous dealings of the Lord J But. wife obfervers lliil fiiall find The Lord is holy", juft and kind.

PSALM 108. Common Metre.

A Song of Praife.

F A WAKE, my foul, to found hispraifc) il Awake my harp to fing ; Join all my powers the fong to raifc, And morning incenfe bring.

| Among the people of his care, And thro' the nations round; Glad fongs of praife will I prepare, And there his name refound.

3 Be thou exalted, O my God,

Above the (tarry train: Diffufc thy heav'nly grace abroad, And teach the world thy reign.

4 So (hall thy chofen fons rejoice,

And throng thy courts above \ While finners hear thy pard'ni:. And tafle redeeming love.

F S A L M CX. "7

*SALM 109 1-5, 3i. Common Metre, Love to Enemies from the E^k ,/Chnft. ! nOD of my mercy and my praitc, V-* Thy ^lory is my fong 5 Tho- fmne°rs fpeak agaiud thy grace With a blafphemmg tongue. 2 When in the form of mortal man Thy Son on earth was rouirtl ; With cruel (landers falfe and vain, They compafs'd him around. 2 Their misVieshUcompaffion move,

* Their peace he flili puriu d i They render hatred for his love,

And evil for his good. a Their malice rag'd without a caufe,

* Yet with his dying bVeath

He pray'd for piurd'rers ( •• hh trots, And bleft his foes in death- r Lord thai thy bright example Paine In vain before my eyes : Give me a foul a- kin to thine, To iove mine enemies. 6 The lvu-d (1 all on my fide engage, And in my Saviours name I Ml defeat their fridt and rage, Who flander ami condemn. PSALM no, F.rftFart, Loi> Mtrf. Chri* tKaHed, and Muhludes converted* OS

■The Succfjs of the G<>! f?L I HP BUS God 1I1' eterm.l lather fyjj/fc ToChrittthe Son; • rtfcti « At my right band, 'till I ftial! make < Tby ic:£liubniilAlv: at thy Uet.

= 28 P S .A T. m r-

Tl.yvvor;l.thefCeptre;n[h luJ Shall «afc« Lthe hearts tfreM,

tines. 4'OblefTedpow'r! Oglorionsd, J™3* J1*' vrtulicnf

-."•ico.vms.whothypra^Oocv,

:w.' ■W.Mn-

J ^ " I rift.

I rT^HUS the great Lo. , ar<] f

. A i

from hard to Iftn.J „0 more,

'H3, ^2 d:» ; 4 k«t^verlai!;ng life I* thine,

loir-

' ldr rf^c from the w-rcth d'mn.e,

3 ; .Br me MJch;r.

O, enna a king fe

Andtk myfon,.'

4 M'.f the prfeft afcends hi. throha

Me counfels of eternal peace, rccnthe Father and the lb*.

Irovgfd with honor ,and fuccefs

5 p^>'^c whole earth hisrefgn ftall foread, And cruih the Fcw'rS that dare i

A L M CX. 2Zr>

Then fhall hejudge the iifing dead, ' And fend the guilty world to hell. i Tho' while he treads his glorious way, He drinks the cup of threats and blood, The luff' ring s of that dreadful day Shall but advance him near to God.

PS Al M no. Common Metre. ChrilVs Kingdom and Prhjlkcod.

1 ■ TESUS, our Lord afcend thy throne

J And near thy father fit : In Zi'on (hall thy power be known, And make, thy foes fubmit.

2 What wonders (hail thy gofpel do !

Thy converts (hall furpafa ^ The num'rous drops of morning dew, And ofetfn thy fev'reign grace.

3 God hath pronoune'd a firm decree,

Nor changes what he fvvore ; < Eternal (hall thy pri b od be, « When Aaron is no more. 4 4 fyJeTchi&dec, that wondrous prltft,

* Thai King of high degree,

« That; holy man who Abrahats Sled

* Was but a type of thee.' j Jefusouf Filt Tt forever lives

To plead for us above :

gives The ble lungs of hisHovc. 6 God (1 -;s head,

Ami his h ne maintain,

i"i ftrike the povv'rs and princes dead,

*3<> PSALM CXI

PSA^M,W;,,LFirftpart' Com™, Metre The Wtfdom of GOD in bis Wx

1 lQ^NGS°fimmortalPraift? Won* KJ lomy almighty God,

He has my heart, and he my tongue lo Ipread his name abroad.

2 How great the works L?| hands has wrought

now glorious in our fight » 6

And men in evVy age have fought t His wonders with delight.

3 How fair and beauteous nature's frame I How wife th' eternal mind ! His Gonnfclfl never change the fcheme That his firft thoughts dcfignM. 4 When he redeemed his chofeiTfo,,,, He fix d his cov'nantfure ; The orders that his lips pronouifce lo cndlcfs years endure.

5 Nature and time, and esnh ani iki«.

i by heavenly ft! I proclaim ; • VUat mall we do to make m wife, But learn to read thy name?

6 To fear thy pojfcV, totrua thy grace,

Is our divined fkill ! And he's the wifefl of our race 1 hat beft obeys thy will. P S A L M nt. Second Pan Con own Metre. The Prrfca.or.s of GOD

1 r^^E'U' " the Lord'llf^ «orki©fmigfcl VJ JLJemand rait nobleft fun 'i j X-et hi« affcuibled faints unite'' Their hirji cm of tonsucji

Id

: *> s A L M CHI. «3.

4 Great is the mercy of the Lord

He give his children food ; And ever mindful of bis word, He makes his p. omife good.

5 His for., tbe great redeemer, cam

To feal bis covenant fare : Holy and rev'rend is hi* name, His ways arejuft and pure. 4 They that would grow divinely wife, Muft with thisfear begin ; Our faireft proof of knowledge lies In hating e.v'ry fin. PSALMi'i. As the 113th Pfalm, The Ucjfmgt of the liberal Man-

rr-'-lAT rnanisbleft who Hands in awe

Of God, and loves his f acred law '- Hi. fced on earth (hall be ;™'d His houfe tbe feat of wealth mall be, An unexhauited treafury,

And with fuccofTive honors crown d.

3 His lib'ral favors be extends, To fome be gives, to others lends-

Agen'rouspity fills hi* mmd : Yet when bis charity impairs,

Hcfaves'by prudence 1(1 affairs, And thus be'sjuftto ail mankind.

a ** bauds, while they bis alms beftowM, His Rlory's future harvea.fowd :

The fweet remembrance oi thejutt I ike agree* root revives and bsars \ train of bhfTmgs for bis herra ' When cviu- r,-.iureil.fp* >« d*«

*** PSALM CXII.

4 Befct Wh threatening dangers round

His con fccncc holds his courfge up. The foul that's fill'd with xirtuvflfl Shinea bng.teft fn affilfcicV. ofcht^ •

And fees, in darknefs, beams of grace. Pause. 5 (111 tidings never can furpr.Te

H|s heart, that fix'd, on God relies,

Tho waves and temped. roar around . ™c™ a rock he fits, and fees lhefhipwreckofh-Sencmie

6V Andaftheir hope and gVydrown'd. '

0 J picked fhali -htftriiiffiph fee And^afh their teeth, in ?/on '

Thlv fi"d;hf,V«P^tion8 croft; T ey and the.r envy, pKde.ndfpite,

And all their names fn darknefs loft.

PSALM ri2. Long M.;re#

Tie Bltfwgi cf the piom Qnd chr{(al^

1 TPH Rice happy m,n who fears the Lord.

A Loves ha commands. 6c trulls his word; Honor and peace J* days attend,

And blei.mgs to hi* feed defcend. 2 £OIBP*?on dwells ,JP

lo wo-k^ of mercy fill! i(iC-;n,d : ^clenr, the poor f.meprefcnt aid, Or gives them, not to-be repaid.

2 When time, grow dark, and tiding fpre, 1 hat fid n.s neighbours round with dread •^"^^"rm'dagainft.'hcfear. v

lor God, with all his power,, i* there,

1

wfr S A L M CXH. ^33

Kisfpirit, fix'd upon the Lord,_ Draws heav'nly courage from his word J Amidft the darknefs light to all rife, To cheer his heart, and blefs his eyes.

r He hath difpers'd bis aim? abroad, His work's are ftill before his God ; Kia name en earth (hall long remain, White envious finners rage in vain,

PSALMii: Commcn Metre. Liberfillity rewarded.

j f f APPY is he that fears the Lord, jTI And follows his commands, Who lends the poor without reward, Or "ives with lib'ral hands.

2 As pity dwells within his bread

To all the fons of need ; So God (hall anfwer his requcft With btefiings on his feed,

3 No evi i t i o i n sj s fh all furprifc J

His well eftablifh'd mind ; ^

His foul to God, his refuse flics,

And leaves his fears behind.

4 In times of danger and diftrefs^

Some beams of light mall fhine, Tq (hew the world his nghteoufnefc, A • And give him peace divine.

idty a'rtd ^ove Mtemain ba©re the Lord ; •or on carth-and joys abote ward-

lj4 P S A L M CXUU

PSALM 113. proper Tune. The Majefty and condefcention of GOD.

J YnhSt de!,gbt t0 fcrvc thc L^d A J. he honors of his name record-1 His facred name forever blefs • Where'er the circling fundifplay. ■His rifing beams or fetting rays

Let lands and fcas his power confefs. 2 Not time nor nature's narrow rounds, Can give his vaft dominion bounds,

1 he heav'ns are far below his height : i.et no created greatneft dare With our eternal God compare, Arrn'd with his uncreated might.

3 «CTLb°WS h,S £Ioricus h^ to view What the bright hofU of angels do,

And bends his care to mortal things \ His for reign hand exalts the poor, He takes the needy from the door,

And feats them on the thrones of kings, 4 When childlefs families defpair, He fends the bleflings of an heir.

To refeue their expiring name ;

i he mother, with a thankful voice,

Proclaims his pratfes and her joys ;

Let ev'ry age advance his praife.

P S ALM 113. Long Metre, GOD Sovereign and Gracious.

1 VEt fervants of th' almighty king. * " CVe,y aSe ,M'S Pra?fcs fing ; Where'er the fun mall rife or fet. The nations /hall his praife repeat.

PSALM CXIV. *35

I Above the earth, beyond the Hey HistWue.ofgloryftanasoubigb,

Nor time nor place his power rcltrain,

Nor bound his univerfal feign-

* Which of the fons of Adam dare, 3 Or angels, with their God compare.

His glorks how divinely bright . Who dwells in uncreated light . A Behold his love! he (loops to view What faints above and angels do ! And condefcends, yet, more to know The mean affairs of men below 1

* From dud and cottages obfeure

5 His grace exalts the humble poor! Gives them the honor of h« foni.

And fits them for their heav'nly thi ones.

6 TA word of his creating voice ; Can make theWren houfe rejoice: Tho1 Sarah's ninety years were palt, Thepron.is'dfeedisbouiatlalt.

n With joy the mother views her fon ' And tells the wonders God has *one.

Faith may ?row ftrong when fenfc defpaii. ;

If nature' fails the promife bears. J

PSALM il4 Lo|»ff Metre,

Miracle* attending IfracVi Journey . TXTHENtfrael,freedfr6m Pharoh's hand, VV Lcft the proud tyrant and his land, Thetribeawitkcheerful homage own

Their king, and Judah w« h.. throne.

t Acrofs the deep their journey lay, , The deep divides to make them way $

^.

2i6 p s a L M cy; r- ,

Confc'ous of fcv're 'rn° '

4 Wh-r n rt'£" Power at hand.

fife s? ** * ** d.vMe »

W>y did ye 1M , I- r°" h,'s «W« f

5 i.etevr7rooUn(ai.

Retire and fcnow ih> =1 X °.d

The King of If?ae '. W'*"* God,

Tremb/efhonS^te-d'r0' 6 He thunders and a 1 "

77 , I S A L M f* Fi'« Metre

•ti, , irjou on y Miff

WyaCaarhhtKyt"'Jf'''-n,e,

S*y> " Where' thfr ' "' U°"ff"

3 The Cod , ySu ,e ferv J A»

ein0-V3OUrSr"-^e hears our cr;es,

PSALM CXV. 237

But the vain idols they adore

Are fenfelefs fhapes of (lone and wood;

At bed a mafs of giitt'ring ore,

A filvet faint, or golden god-

[With eyes and ears they carve the head, Deaf are their ears, their eyes are blind > In vain are coft'y offerings made, And vows are fcatter'd in the wind.

There feet were never made to move, tNor hands- to favc when mortals pray j Mortals that pay them fear or love, Seem to be blind and deaf as they,]

O Ifrael, make the Lord thy hope, Thy help, thy refuge, and thy retl ; The Lord (hv.l build thy ruins up, And blefs the people and the prieft.

The dead no more can fpeak thy praife» • They dwell in Rlence in the grave : But we (hall live to fing thy grace. And tcil the world thy pow'r to faVC.

S A L M nj, Second Metre. As the new Tun. of the 50th Pfalm.

Idolatry ieprovtd%

NT to our names, thou only juft and true,

>iot to our woithlci's name* is ciory due:

■.v'r and i;race,'hy truth and jufticc claim

rial honors to ti y un'reign name ;

Rhine ihro'the eaith frouibcav'n t.hy bleft abo-'e.

Nor ice the heathens fay ; And Where's yout

God ? , Keav'i sr court, where (lands tl y

Aivl :■. ' ' thy will is d 1

, inhjtbc 1' !

*3* r * a ir3i cm:

But fools adore the god* their hands have made; The kneeling croud, with looks devout behold Their filver-faviour's, and their faints of gold

3 (Vain are thofe artful (In pes of eyes and ear?, The mohen image new her fees nor hears : Their hands are heiplefs.nor their feet can move They have no fpeecb, nor thought nor power

nor love, Yet fottirti mortals make their long complaints To their deaf idols, and their movelefs faints.

4 The rich have rtatutes well adornM with gold 5 The poor cement with gods of coarfer mould, With tools of iron carve the fen tie fs. flock.

Lopt from a tree, or bn.-ken frota a rock ; People arid priefts drive on the folemo trade. And trufla the gods that favvs and hammersmauc.

5 Be heav'n and earth amaz'd I 'tis hard to hy Which are more ftupir), or their gods, or they. O Uriel, truu* the. Lord : he hfars'and fees,

He know? thy forrows and restores thy peace : His wori'hip does a thoufand comforts yield He is thy help, and he thy heavVy iliicld/

6 In Go.) we truft ; our impious foes in vain Attempt our ruin, and oppofe his reij?n ; Had they prevail, d,darknefs had clos*d our days And decth and filence Uad fotbid his praife : But we are favM, and live : — ler fon/s arife

AndZton blefs the God that built the ikies.

PSALM no. Fifth Part, Common Metre. Recovery from fulcnefs*

I T LOVE the Lord : he heard my cries, L And pity'd every groan, Long as I live, when troub'es ufe^ I'll ha ft en to his throne

PSALM CXVr. »3|

I I love the Lord : he bow'd his ear, And chas'd my griefs away : O let my heart no more defpair, WheH I have breath to pray. 3 My flefhdeclin'd, my fpirits fell, And I drew near the dead, While inward pangs and fears of hell Perplex'd my wakeful head. j. « My God, [I cry'd] thy fervant fave, « Thou ever good and j uft : « Thy power can refcue from the grave, « Thy power is all my truft,'

c The Lord beheld me fore diftreft. He bade my pains remove : Return, my foul, to God thy reft, For thou haft known his love.

5 My God hath fav'd my foul from death,

And dry'd my falling tears : Jtfow to his praife I'll fpend my breath,

And my remaining years.

PSALM if 6, 1 2,&c. Second Part. Com. Me.rv, Tbanls for private Deliverance

I "T7STHAT mall I render to my God V V Vc>r all his kindnefs mown ? My feet fhail vifit thine abode, My fongs ad'drefs thy throne.

5 Among the faint* that fill thine houfe My off'ring6 (hall be paid ; There (hall my zeal perform my vows My foul in anguifh made.

J How much is mercy thy^dtlight Thuu ever bLffed God,

*£> P S A L Tvl CXVII. '

How dear thy'fervants in thy fight ? How precious is their blood i

4 How happy all thy fervants are !

How great thy grace to me ! My life, which thou had made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee,

5 Now I am thine, for ever thine,

Nor mail my purpofe more ; Thy hands has loos'd my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love.

6 Here in thy courts I leave m^ vow,

And thy rich grze Witr.efs, ye faints, who hear me now, If I forfake the Lord.

P S A L M n7, Common Metre. Praifc to God from all nations. i £~\ ALL ye nations, praife the Lord, V_/ Each with 3 dWFrenl tongue; In ev'ry language learn his word, And let his name be funp-.

o

2 His mercy reigns thro' ev'ry land ; Proclaim his grace abroad ; Fuvcver firm his truth {hall (land — Praife ye the faithful God.

P S A L M 117. Lone;Metr*.

1 T^ROM all that dwell below the ikies •* Let the Creator's pvaife arifei

Let the Redeemer's name be fuog • Thro' ev'ry lard, by ev'ry tongue.

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord » Eternal truth attends thy word; Thy prnife fhall found from more to 'Till iunti iha!l fet and rife no more.

PSALM CXVIII. 241

P S A L M ir 7, Short Mc:re.

1 fTT^HY name, almighty Lord,

X Shall found thro* diftant lands ; • Great is thy grace, and Cure thy word, Thy truth for ever ftands.

2 Far be thine honour fpread,

And long thy praife endure, 'Till morning light and evening (hade Shall be exchang'd no more.

VSALM n3,6— i£,FirftPart Common M«f& Deliver n efrom a tumult.

1 nr^FlE Lord appears my helper now,

X Nor is my faith- a frail What all the fons of earth can do, Since heav'n affords its aid

2 'Tis fafer, Lord, to hope in thee,

And have my God my friend. Then trult in men of high degree, And on their truth depend.

3 »Tis thro* the Lord my heart is ftroir*.

In him rny lips rejoice ; While his falvation is my fong, How cheerful is my voice !

4 Like angry bees they girt me round;

When God appears they flv ; So burning thorns with crackling found. Makes a fierce blaze and die.

5 Joy to the faints and peace belongs :

The Lord protects their days i Let Ifrael tune immortal forigi To his almighty grace. O

*4» P S 'A L M CXVIII.

M TiS. ver. 17— 2», Second p'art.Cori),Meti . ///'./V Praift for Deliverance from Death,

1 ' ORD, thou'baft heard thy fervantcryj

jL_J And refcu'd from the rrave ; Now (hall he live; (and non<Tcan die, if God rcfolve to fave.)

2 Thy praife more contact than before,-

Shall fill his daily breath ;

hand thathatjh criafttVd him fore, Defends him (till From death'! •

Z Open the gate of Z;.-n now, For we mall worfhip there, The houfe where all the righteous go, cy to dec

\ A" of thy faints

Our thankful voice we raife ; There we have told thee our complaint:, And there we fpeak thy praife.

•ird part. Com. Metre, C brill the Foundation of ths Church.

EHOLD the fure foundation Gone

I Which God in Zion hys, 'i. 0 build our heav'niy hopes upon, And his eternal praife.

Chofen of Gcd, to finnera dear,

nts adore the name, Ihvy trn'tt th<ir whole falvation here, Ncrrfliall they faffer ftiarae.

Th;e f ilders, fcn'be and prieft,

Reject it with dif lain ; Film oii this rock (he church fhall 1

A L M CXVTII. 24$

4 What tho' the gates of hell vrithftood ? Yet mud this building rife : >Tn thy own work, almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes.

PSALM 118. 24, 25, 26,4th part, Com. Metre.

Hofannah ; ths Lord's Day : or, ChriilV Re-

furrcdioriy and our Salvation*

1 r-fpHlS is the day the Lord hath made,

JL He calls the hours Ins own ; Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, And praife iWrbund the throne.

2 To-day he rofe and left the dead ;

And Satan's empire fell ; To-day the faints his triumph fpread, And all his wanders tell.

3 Hofannah to the anointed King,

To David's holy Son, Kelp us, O Lord,, defcend and bring Salvation from thy throne.

4 Bleft is the Lord, who comes to men

With meffages of grace : Who comes in God his Father's nam-, To fave our finful race, c Hofannah in the higheft (trains

The church on earth cau raife : The higheil heav'ns, in which be reigns, Shall give him nohler praife. PSALM n3. Ve-,22, 27, Short Metre,

Jn Hofannah for the Lot*'*. Day •; ofj A new fong of Salvation h Chria* 1 Q EE what a living ftoae O 1'be builders did i'etufe

*44 psalm cxvirr,

Yet God hath built his church thereon In fpite of envious Jews.

2 The fcribe and angry prieft, Rejca thine only Son ;

Yet on this rock mall Zion reft, As the chief corner ftonc,

3 The work, O Lord, is thine., .And wondrous in our eyes :

This day declares it all divine, This day did Jefus rife.

4 This is the glorious day, That our Redeemer made ;

Let us rejoice, and fing. and pray, Let all the church be glad.

5 Hofanna to the Kiug, Of David's royal blood:

Blefa J)im, ye faints, he comes to bring Salvation from your God.

6 We blefsthine holy word

Which all this grace difplays: And offer on thine altar, Lord, Ourfacrificcof praife. PSALM n8. Ver. 22,2;. Long Metre. J» Hofanna for the Lord's Day : or , A new ■ Song of Salvation by Chrift.

1 ' O ? what a glorious corner Aone JLj The Jewifh builders did refufe .• 13 ut God hath built his church thereon, In fpite of envy and the Jews.

2 Great God, the work is all divine, The joy and wonder of our eyes ; This in the day that proves it thine. The day that faw our Saviour rife.

f s a l m anx.

3 Sinners rejoice, and faints be glad ; Hofannah, let his name be bleft i

A thoufand honors on his head, With peace and light and glory reft !

4 In God's own name he comes to bring Salvation to our dying race ;

Let the whole church addrefs their King With hearts of joy, and fongs of prate. [I have colle&ed and difpofed the molt u&- ful Vcrfesof the cxixth Pialm under eighteen different Heads, and formed a Divine Song noon each of them. Hut the Verfes are much tranfpofed, to attain ibme degree of con nee-

In fome places, ampng the Words Law, Commands, Judgments, Tejlimonies, I have ufed GofpcU Word, Grace, Truth, frowfiS, &c. as more agreeable to the New Teftament. on;l the common Language of ChriiUans, an it equally anfvvers the defign or the Pfatn which was to recommend the holy Scripture.] F S A L M no, Firft Part, C The BUfednefs of Saints ; arJ M\ Ver, i, 2, 3,

1 T> LEST are the undefil'd in heert, JLJ) Whofe ways are right and clean ; Who never from thy law depart.

But fly from every fin.

2 Bleft are the men that I: •' ■>

^ nd praclife thy cu With their whole heart they feek the Lor.', And iervc thee with their hands.

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3 Great is their peace who love thy law }

How firm their foul* ob:Je ,

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Nor cr.n a bold temptation drawj Their fteady feet afide.

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Then mall my heart have inward joy, And keep my face from fhame, , When all thy ftatutes I obey And honour all thy name.

5 But haughty fmners God will hate, Theproud fhall die accurll ; The fous of falfhood and deceit Are trodden to the dull. Ver. ri9, 153. 6 Vile as the drofs the wicked are, And ihofe that leave thy ways Shall fee falvation from afar, But never talte thy grace.

P S A L Mi 19, Second part. $icr# Devotion and ' Zp'ir'.taalmtmhdnefs', or, Con Jlant Converjc Sith God. Ver. 147, 55. 1 r jp O thee, before the dawning light, JL My gracious God, I pray ; I meditate thy name by night, jAial keep thy law by day. Ver. 8r. 3 My fpirit faints to fee thy grace Ti«y promife bears me up ; And while falvation brig delays, Thy word fupports my hope. Ver. 1 ■ '.-.. 3 Seven times a day f h'ft myWui^ And pay my thanks to thee : w Thy righteous providence dj epeated braife from me

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Ver. 62, a. When midnight darknefs veils the fki'es, I call thy works to mind ; My -thoughts in warm devotion rife, And fweet acceptance find.

PSALM iro, Third part.

Prof'Jfion offmcer\ly% repentance and cbedU nee. Ver, 57, 60.

1 rT~>KOU art my portion, O my God,

JL Soonas I know thy way, My heart makes hafle C obey thy word, And fuffers no delay.

Ver. 3c, 14,

2 I choofe the path of heatf'nly truth,

And glory in my choice ; Not all the riches of the earth Could make me fo rejoice. 2 The tellimoniesNof thy grace . I fct before mine eyes ; Thence I derive my daily ftrength, And there my comfort lies, ver.. 59,

4 If once I wander from thy path,

I think upon my ways, Then turn my feet to thy commands, And triiit thy pard'ning grace. ve«\ 94. i;2.

5 Now lam tli-itic, forever thine,

O favc thy fervant Lord, Thou art my fhield, my hiding place, My hope is in thy word, tfer, j 1 2.

6 T^-ouJiafl: inclin'd this heart of mine,

T.tfy (latutes to fulfil ; And tlus 'till moita! life (hall end, Would I perform thy will.

2^3 PSALM CXIV. .

PSALM 119, Fourth Parr, Injlruftion from Scripture.

* T T Q'V mal1 the young fecure their hearts JLj. And guard their lives from fin r Thy word the choice!]: rules impatts To keep the confcience clean. Ver. 150,

2 When once it enters to the mind,

It fpreads fuch light abroad The rneaneft fouls inftrujftion find, And raife their thoughts toGod. Ver. 105

3 'Tis like the fun, a heav'nly light,

That guides us all the day ; And thro1 the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way, Ver. 99, roo.

4 The men that keep thy law with carc;

And meditate thy word, Grow wifer than their teachers are, And better know the Lord. Ver. 104, ir 3.

5 Thy precepts make me truly wife j

I hate the finners road : J hate my own vain thoughts that rife, But love thy law, my God, Ver. 89,90, oi,

6 [The dairy heav'ns thy rule obey,

The earth maintains her place ; And thtfe thy fervants, night and d: Thy (kill and power cxpreis.

7 But fl ill t n v law, and gofpcl, Lord,

Have loiTons more divine: Not earth Hands firmer than thy worc% \j fhhie.

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yer. 190, 140,9, 119. 8 Thy word is everlafting truth How pure is ev'ry page! That holy book mall guide our youth, And well fupport our age.

PSALM 119, Fifth parr.

Delight in Scripture : or, the Word of GOD

dwelling in us.

Ver. 97.

1 /^VH how I love thy holy Jaw ! \J 'Tis daily my delight ; And thence my meditations draw

Divine advice by night. Ver. r48.

2 My waking eyes prevent the day

To meditate thy word : My foul with longing melts away, To hear thy gofpel, Lord. Ver. 3, r3, 44.

3 Thy heav'nly words my heart engage,

And will employ my tongue, And in my tirefome pilgrimage, Yield me a heav'nly fong. Ver. r2, r©3.

4 Am I a ftranger, or at home,

'Tis my perpetual feaft ; Not honey dropping from the comb So much allures the tafte. Ver. 72, 127,

5 No treafures fo enrich the mind :

Nor fhall thy word be fold For loads of filver well rerln'd, Nor heaps of choiceft gold Ver. 28,49, *75,.

6 When nature finks, and ipirits droop,

Thy promifes of grace

2 50 PSALM CXIX.

Are pillars to fupport my hope", And there I write thy praife.

PSALM 119 Sixth Part. Hotinefs and Comfort from the Word.

Ver.128. 2 X OR.D, F eiteem thy judgments right, 1 j And all thy Aatutes juft, Thence I maintain a conftant fight, With cv'ry flatt'ring lull.

Ver. 97, 9.

2 Thy precepts often I furvey,

I keep thy law in fight Thro* all the bufir.efs of the day, To form my actions right.

Ver. 62.

3 My heart in midnight filence cries,

'* How fweet thy comfort be " My thoughts in holy wonder rife, And bring their thanks to thee.

Ver. 162,

4 And when my fpirit drinks her fill,

At fome good word of thine, Not mighty men that (hare the fpoil, Have joys compared to mine,

P S A L M 119. Seventh Part,

Imperjedion of Nature, and P erf d ion ofScripturs Ver. 96, Paraphrafed.

1 T" ET all the heathen writers join

Lj To form one perftd book. Great God; if once compar'd with thine, How mean their writings look.

2 Not the moftperfed rules they give*

Could (hew one fin forgiv'n j

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Nor lead a ftep beyond the grave, But thine conduct to heav'n.

3 rve^Teen an end to what' we call

Perfection here below 5 How fhort the pow'rs of nature fafl, And can no farther go.

4 Yet man would fain be juft with God,

13y works their hands have wrought : But thy commands, exceeding broad, Extend to cv'ry thought*

c In vain we boaft perfection here, While fm defiles. our frame : And finks our virtues down fo far, They icarce dc ferve the name.

.6 Our faith, and love, and ev'ry grace Fall far below thy word ; But perfect truth and fighteoufnefs Dwell only with the Lord. P S A L M ;ro, Eighth P^rt. Common Metee.

Excellency and Variety of Scrip, u. Ver. no, Paraphrafed. ! T ORD, 1 have made thy word my choice, JLj My Lifting heritage : There {hall my noble It pow'rs rejoice, My watmeft thoughts engage. 2 1*11 read the hilt'ries of thy love,

keep thy laws in hght, I While thro' the promifes I rove, . ever freih delight.

5 'lis a broad land , of wealth onknovrdj

prings oflife a;i;<.%

a£g fown,

;

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4 The bed relief that mourners have, It makes our furrows bleft ; Our faircit hope beyond the grave, And our eternal reth •

PSALM 119, Ninth-part, Defire of Knowledge. Ver. 64, 68, 18.

1 np H Y mercies nil the earth, O Lord,

JL How good thy works appear ! Open my eyes to read thy word, And lee thy wonders there. Ver. 73, 125.

2 My heart was fafhiond by thy hand,

My fcrvice is thy due, Oh make thy fervant underftand The duties I muft do.

3 Since I'm a Granger here below,

Let not thy path be hid, But mark the road my feet fhould go, And be my conftant guide. Ver.- 26.

4 When I confefo'd my wand'ring wave,

Thou heard tl my foul complain : Grant me the teachings of thy grace, Or I fhall ftray again. Ver; 33, 54:

5 If God to me his ftatutes mew,

And heav'nly truth impai t, His works for ever I'll purfue, His law (hall rule my heart. Ver. 50, 71.

6 This was my comfort when I bore

Variety of grief; It made me leurn thy word the more* And fly to that relief..

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Ver, 5i,

»j (In vain the proud deride me no?,- ; I'll ne'er forget, thy law. Nor let that hleftcd gofpel go Whence all my hopes 1 draw.

Ver. 27,171, S When I have IcarnM my Father's will, 1*11 teach the world his waya ; My thankful lips infpir'd with zeal, Shall fing aloud his praift. )

PSALM 119. Tenth parr.

Pleading the Promfts*

Ver. 3S,49.

1 TjFHOLD thy waiting fervant, Lord, J3 Devoted to thy few i Remember and confirm thy word,

For all my hopes are there,

Ver. 41, 58, 107.

2 Haft thou not fent faHation down,

And promis'd quick'niu^ grace, Doth not mv heart add re fa thy th- o.iz • And yet thy love delays. Ver. 125,42.

3 Mine eyes for thy falvation fail:

Oh Lear thy fervant up : Nor let thefcoffing lips prevail, Who dare reproach my hope, Ver 49, 74, i

4 Did ft thou not raife my faith, O Lord ;

Then let thy truth appear : faints (hall rejoice in my reward^ Ar.d truti as well a* fear.

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PSALM 119, Eleventh Parr. Breathing after Holinefi\

Vcr» 5". 53.

OH that the Lord would guide my way To keep his ftaCutea ftili ! Oh that my God would grant me grace, To kno w and do his will, Vcr. 20,

2 Oh fend thy fpint down to write

Why law upon my heart . Nor fei thy tongue indulge deceit,' Nor ad bhe liar's part; . Ver. 37,36.

3 From vanity turn off my eyes,

1 et no corrupt dtfi ;n, Nor covetous defiree apTe, Within tin's ton) of mine* Jta. 13$.

4 Order my foot} cps by thj word,

And make my heart iln:ere ; \ Let fin have no domln'o.n. Lo:d. But keep my confeience clear.

' V'er* ['"' ■

5 V.'j foul hath gone too far.aaray,

.' 'y feet too often flip, Yet ti<ncc I keep in mind thy way Reflorethy watn<T*iing fl/cep.

r> '- ' ■ ' in thy comn;a

nor heart, n or haii-d^, God,

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PSALM 119. Twelfth Part. Breathing ajter Comfort and Deliverance*

Ver. 153,

MY God, confider my diftrefs. Let mercy plead my caufe, Though i have finn'd againft thy grace, 1 ne'er forget thy laws. Vrr. 39, P16, Forbid, forbid the iliarp reproach,

Which Ifojuftly fear; . Uphold my life, uphold my hopes, Nor let my fhame appear, Ver. 122 3 r 3c. Be thou a furety. Lord, for me,

Nor let the proud opprefs; But make thy waiting fervant fee The minings oT thy face.

Ver. $'.,81, • . My eyes with expectation fail 5

My heart within me cries, « ■ When 16/7/ the L ord h's truth fujfiH, 1 * And lid my eorn*orts rife?" Veri 132, Look down upon my iorrows, Lord,

And (new thy grace the fame ; Thy tender mercies ft ill ^fFord To thole that love thy name.

l^S.AL M it9, Thirteenth Part.

:^^[far. GpdtcrtJernefs of Confiienee.

Ver, 10 1 % J {Til my whole hc-ut I've fought trfy V V Oli let me never ftray (fa-e,

From thy command^, 0 Gbd of grace, Nor usfc 1 lii- liuiTsristfroy*

*sO psalm cxrx.

Ver, rt, % Thy word I've plac d within my heart, To keep my confeience clean ; And be an everla(ti*ig guard, From cv'rv rifing fm

Ver, 03 53, .58-

3 1 m a companion of the faints,

Who fear and love the Lord ; My farrows rife my nature faints, When mtn trnifgreft thy word. Ver, 161 163,

4 While Tinners do thy £ofpel wrong,

My fpirits ftancfa in awe ; My foul abhors a lyin^ tongue, But loves thy righteous law. Ver i6r, 120. £ My heart with facred rev'rence hears The threat'nings of thy word ; My^flelh with holy trembling fears The judgment of the Lord. Ver. \'66y 174. £ My God, 1 long. I hope, 1 wait, For thy faWation It ill : While thy whole law is my delight, And I obey thy will.

P S A L M no, Fourteenth part.

Benefit ofqffliB'ionat and fupp oris under them [<

Ver. 1-3, Si, 87..

1 /^ONSIDEK. all my forrows, Lord, \^/ And thy deliverance lend; » '" My foul for thy ialvation faints,

When will my troubles end I V«r. 71.

2 Yet I have found 'tia good for me

To be-ar my Father's rod s

PSALM CXIX

.A/Hfcifons make me learn thy law. And live upon my God* Ver.. 50, £ This is the cerrfort I enjoy When new diftrefs begins : I read thy word, I run thy way, And hate my former fins. Ver. 02. $ Had not thy word been my delight, When earthly joys were fled, My fouloppiett wrb forrowt; wcght, Had funkamon^ft the dead, Ver. 7r. 5; 1 know thy judgments, Lord, are right, Though they may feem ftvtrre; The fliarpeft furf'tm^s I endure Flow from thv faithful care. Ver r,7 5 Before I knew thy chart 'ning rod, My feet were apt to ftr?.y But now 1 learn to keep thy word. Nor wander from thy way.

f S A L M ii5,Fifte«ith Part.

Hoy Rc/n ut ions, Ver. 93.

[ /~\ ^ fort WJ II at u tea every hour, \^/ Miyht dwell upon my mind! There I derive a quick'nii-g power And daily peace I find. Ver. 15, i/5. I To meditate thy precept6, Lore*, Shall be my fweet employ 1 My foul (hall ne'er forget thy Word, 'a. y word ie all my joy.

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Ver. 52.

3 How would f run in thy commands,

It" thou nv heart difcbarge Fro n tin and fatan's hateful chains And fet mv feet at lar^e / ' Vej. -3, «6.

4 My lips with courage fhali declare

Thy ft at ate 8 cud thy name; I'll ipeak thy word, tho» kings fliould hear, Nor yield to Tihrul frame. Ver. 61, ".9, 70.

5 Let hands of pcrfecutors rife -

To rob die of my right, Let pride and ma'ice forge their Iie3, The law is my delight. Ver. M5.

6 Depart from me. ye wicked race,

Whofc handi and hearts are ill : I love my God, J love his ways, And mbtt obey hi& will.

f SALM19, Sixteenth Put. Cora. Metre

Prayer J cr quickening Grace. Ver. 25,37.

1 ]V/T',r foul l«cs cleaving to the dull, -**■*• Lord, give me life divine : From vain de fires and every luft

1 u n off thefe eyes of mine.

2 I n-t-d the influence of thy grace

To Ipeed me in thy way, Left 1 fhould loiter in my race, Or turn my feet aftray Ver. 107.

3 When fore affl-'cl on* prefs me do \m

1 need thy q .;v.k ning power* ;

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Thy word that 1 have re Red on

Shall help myheavieft hours. Vtr. 156,40. Are not thy mercies fov'reign Hill,

And thou a faithful God ? Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal

To ran the lieav'nly road r Vt. 150, 40. Does not my heart thy precepts love,

And long to fee thy face ? And yet how flow my fpirits move

Without enlivening grace. Ver. 93. Then (hall I love thy gofpel more,

Ar:d ne'er forget thy word, When I have felt its quick'ning pow^r

To draw me near the Lord,

S ALM119 Sevteiitee»th Bart, Long Metre.

Gracejh'in'ing in Difficulties and Tria#; Ver. r43, 28.^ W7 ^^^ Pa*n ?n^ anguifti (ieze rne, Lord,

* * All my fuppdrt is from thy word : My foul diffolvct' in heavinefs, Uphold me with thy Aren^th'ning grace.

Vzr. ;it 69, no. The proud have fram'jj their feoffs and He3, They watch my feet with envious eyesy, They tempt my foul to fnares and fin ; Yet thy commands 1 ne'er decline.

Ver. i 6;, 78. , They hate mc, Lord, without a caufe, They hate to Tee me love thy laws ; But I will trnft and fear thy name, 'Till pride and malice die with fhamc.

zte PSALM CXX.

PSALM rrp, Laft Part.

Santllfiedqffltfhnv, or delight in the word of God

Ver. 67t 50.

1 PATHER, I blcfs thy gentle hand; JL How kind was thy chailifing rod, That forc'd my confcience to a ftand, And brought my wand'ring foul to God i Foolifti and vain, I went aftray,

Ere I had felt thy fcourges. Lord, 1 left my guide, and loft my way : But now I love and keep thy word. Ver. 7r.

3 'TJs good for me to wear the yoke,

For pride is apt to rife and fwell : 'Tis good to bear my father's ftroke, That I might learn his ftatutes well Ver. 72,

4 The law that iffues from thy mouth

Shall raife my cheerful pafiions more Than all the treafures of the fouth,- Or richefl hills of golden ore.

v« -73-

5 Thy banda have made my mortal frame. 1

Thy fpirit form'd my foul within : Teach me to know thy wondrou3 name, And guard me fafe from death and fin. Ver . 74, (f Then all that love and fear the Lord, At my falvation mail rejoice ; For I have t rutted in thy word. And made thy grace my only choice. PSALM f2o, Common Metre. Cotfiptaint of ^uarreffome Neighbours , or, A e?g-

•vout ivifhfor Peace. I np HOU God of love, thou ever bled, JL Pity my fuff'iing fate i

f s a l m cxxr. aft

When wilt thou fet my heart at reft, From lips that love deceit ? i Hard lot of mine ! my days are caft Among the Tons of ftrife, Whole never ceafing quarrels wafte My golden hours of life.

3 Oh might I fly to change my place,

How would I choofe to dwell

In fome wide lonefome wildernef*,

And leave tbefe gates of hell t

4 Peace is the blefiing that 1 feek.

How lovely are its charms 1 1 am for peace ; but when I fpeak, They all declare for arms.

5 New paffions dill their fouls engage,

And keep their malice iirong What (hall he done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue, 6 Should burning arrows fmite thee through, Strict jutlice would approve ; But I would rather fpare my foe, And melt his heart with love. PSALM i*i. Long Metre. Divine Pro teuton.

1 TTPto the hills I lift mine eyes,

U Th' eternal hills beyond the flues ! Tlience all her he'p my foul derives, There my almighty refuge lives.

2 He lives, the cverfofKng God,

That built the world, thatfprcad the fiood, "i he hrav'ns. with a'.l their hoft, he niacc, And t-he d:uk frg'ons of the dead.

*<H P S \ L M CXXl.

3 He guides our feet, he guards our way;

His morning f.niles adorn the day; He fpreads the ev'ning veiJ and keeps . The liicnt hours while Ifrael fleeps-

4 Ifrael, a name divinely bleft, May rife fecure fecurely reft ; Thy holy guardian's wakeful eyes Admit no {lumber., nor furprife.

5 No fun (hall finite thy head by dry Nor the pale moon with fickly ray Shall blaft thy couch ; no baleful ftar Darts his malignant fire fo far.

6 Should -earth and hell with malice burn, Still thou (halt go and ttill return ; Safe in the Lord ! his heav'nly care Defends thy life frorj every fnare.

7 On thee foul fpirits have no power ; And in thy lall departing hour, Ange s, that trace the airy roadf, Shah bear thee homeward to thy God.

P S A L M in. Common Metre. Prefcrvalion by Ray and Night. 1 HpO heav'n I lift my waiting eyes. JL There ail my hop^sarc The Lcrd that built the earth an Is my perpetual aiJ

2 Their ItcadfeU feet mall never fall;

Whom he defigiu t \L .-tp .

His ear attends the fojteli ell;

His eyes can never flcep.

5 He v.'I!] fuflaoi our weakeR pov

With his almighty arm.

PSALM CXXI. *K

And watch our moil unguarded hours

Againft furprifing harm. Ifrael rejoice, and reft fecure,

Thy keeper is the Lord : Hi? wakeful eyes employ his power,

For thine eternal guard. Nor fcorching fun nor fickly moon

Shall have its leave to fmite ; He ihields thy head from burning noon.

From blading damps at night. He guards thy foul, he keeps thy breath,

Where thicker! dangers corue: Co and uturn fecure from death,

Till God comnuuds thee home.

PSALM IM. As the 14 v.h ifalm, God our Pr;fcfv;r.

UPWARD [lift mineeyca, From God is all my aid ; IheGod that built the flci

And earth and nature made j

God is the tow'r To which I fly : His grace is nigh In every' hour.

■y feet, fhaljl never Aide,

And fall in fatal fnari?', Rnce God my guar*} ai I); i from 1- y '

eytS Thai never fteej*, Sfeil Ifrael lveeP VV&en dangers

*°4 PSALM €XXII,

3 No burning heats by day,

Nor bialtsofev'niug air, Shall talc; my health away,^ If God be with me there :

Thou art my Tun, And thou my made,. To guard my head By night or noon,

4 Haft thou not giVn thy word

Tofav- my foul from death } And 1 can truft my Lord

To keep my mortal breath j

I'll go and come, Nor fear to die, Till from on high

Thou call me home.'

PSALM in, Common Metre, Going to Church.

1 TUT ° W *tt n*y heart rtjoice to hear X -1 My friends devoutly fay,

•* In Zion ht ut all appear, '« And keep the /oltmn day."

2 I love the gates, I love the road j

The church, adonyl with grace. Stands like s palace burls far God, To Jhcw his miioer face.

3 Up to her courts, with joy unknown

The holy tribes rtp;;r ; Tile fori of David holds Ms throne, And fits in judgment v..

4 f _Te helirs oar proifes and cempiaints,

And while his awful voice Divides the ilnners from the faints, ble and reicice.

PSALM CXXII. 26$

c Peace be within this facrcd place, And joy a conftant gueft ! With holy gifts and hcav'nly grace Be her attendants blcft /

4 My foul fhall pray for Zion ft ul, While life or breath remains ; There my bed friends, ray kindred dwell, There God my Saviour reigns. i» S A L M Hi, Proper Tuaf, Going to Church. i T]OW pleas'd and blcft was I,

«n» To hear the people cry, • Come let us feek our God to day P Yes, with a cheerful zeal Wehatte to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay.

2 Zion, thrice happy place, Adorn'd with wondrous grace.

And wals of ftrength embrace thee round In thee our tribes appear To pray, and praiie, and hear

The facred gofpcl's joyful found.

3 There David's greater fon Hashx'd his royal throne,

He fits for grace and judgment there ;

He bids the faints -be ^lad,

He makes the linnet lad. And humble fouls rejoice with ft \r,

4 Way peace attend thy gate,

And joy within thee wait, To bid* the foul of every gueft;

The m?,n that fctks thy peace,

And withes thine increase, A thcufand bLuing* on him reft !

26* PSALM CXXIV. 5 My tongue repeats her vowm •' Pracc to this facred houfe /« * For here my friends and kindred dwell; And fince my glorious God Makes thee his bleA abode, I My foul (hall ever love thee we'l.

Repeat the yh Stanza to complete the Tune. PSALM 123. Common Metre. Pleading nvitb Submi/Jion 1 f\ Tnou vvhcfe grace and iuftice reign V_^ Enthron'd above the fkies," To thee our hearts would tell their pain, To thee we lift our eyes. 2 As fervanti watch their matter's hand, And fear the angry ftroke / Or maids-be fore their milirefs ftand, And wait a peaceful look : fS So for cur flns we. juftly fc< ! __ Thy difcipline, O God ; Yet wait the gfecioiu moment full, Till thou remove the rod 4 Thofe that in wealth and plea i\: re live. Oar daily groans deride, An ■ thy delays of mercy rive Frtfii courage to thvir pride.

£ Our foes in fnl t us, bqtVur i.

In thy c >n>pdIion \u Tins thought mail bear cur Fpints up, That God wi:! not defj T S A L M j 24. Common Metre.

God / ,'vY.r Fitlcry.

TAD not the Goa of truth and love, 1 When MM pgainit us rofe,

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f S A L M CXXV. 267

Bifplay'd his vengeance from above, And cruhYd the conq'ring foes i g Their armies like a raging flood Had fwept the guardlefs land, Deltroy'd on earth his bleft abode, And 'wkelra'd our feeble band.

3 But fafe beneath his fprcading fhield

His fons fecurcly reft. Defy the dangers of the field, And bear the fearlefs breaft.

4 Ana now our fouls mail bfefs the £ord,

Who broke the dead y fnare ; Who fav'd as from the murd'ring fwoid,

And made our lives his care. .5 Our help is in Jehovah's name,

Who form'd the keav'ns above ; He that fupports their wondrous frame

Can guard bio church by love.

P S A L M 125, Common Metre. The Saints Trial and Safety*

1 T-TNSHAKEN.asthefacred hill,

\J Ant) firm as mountains it and, Firm as a rock the foul frail rfft,. That truth iW Almighty hand,

2 Not walls ncr bills could guard fo well

Old £;.!-.- tn's liappy ground, As thofe eternal arms of love,

That ev'ry faint fmrcur.d. 5 Wiiife tyrant^ arc a fmarting fcou

To drive their, near toGoJ, Divine comp.:ih >n will sffiiage

IlK firvcf th-rud.

**% PSALM CXXV.

4 Deal gently, Lord, with fouls fincere,

And lead them fafely on To the bright gates ofparadife, Where Chritt their Lord is gone.

5 But if we trace thofe crooked ways

That the old ferpentcirew, The wrath that drove him firft to hell. bhall fmite his followers too. PSALM i*$ Short Metre. The fain* trial and fafety . or moderated affliahn ^

1 TDIRM and unmov'd are they, * JL That reft their fouls on God ; >irm as the mount where David dwelt Or where the ark abode.

2 As mountains flood to guard

The city's facred ground, So God and his almighty love Embrace his faints around.

3 What tho' the father's rod

t>rop a chaUi'fing ftroke, Yet left it wound their foul* too deep Its fury mall be broke.

4 Deal gently, Lord, with thofe,

Whofc faith and pious frar, Whoffl hope and love, and ev'ry grace, Proclaim their hearts finare. •

5 Nor (hall the tyrant'* rage,

Too long r.pprtit the faints ; The God of ltracl will fupport His children, left they Unit. C Cut if our flavjfh fear

Will cljookihc rwj io hJl.

PSALM CXXVl. *C<?

We rauft cxpc& our portion there, Where bolder Tinners dwell.

FASLM 126. Fir/ft Part, Long Metre. Surprt/ing Deliverance*

1 -T TT THEN God reftor'd our captive Rate,

V V Joy was our fong, & grace our theme, The grace beyond our hopes fo great, That joy appear'd, a pleafing dreara.

2 The fcoffer owns thy hand, and pays Unwilling honors to thy name ;

While we with pleafure lhout thy prai&, With cheerful notes thy love proclaim.

3 When we review our difmal fears, 'Twas hard to think they'll vanifti fo. With God we left our flowing tears, He makes our joys like rivers flow.

4. The man that in his furrow'd field. His fcatter'd feed with fadnefs leaves, Will fhoutto fee the harveft yield A welcome load of joyful (heaves.

PSALM \ rf Common Metre. 11* J°y °fa remarkable Converfwn ; or, Me- lancholy removed. x TXT HEN God reveal'd his gracious name V V AnQl chang'd my mournful itate, My rapture feem'd a pleafing dream, Thy grace appear'd fo great. 2 The world beheld the glorious change, And did thy hand confefs, My tongue bVoke out in unknown ftra'ni, And fung furprifing grace.

psalm cxxvrr,

3 " Great {9 the work," my neighbours And own'd the power divine : TcryM

' Great is the work," my heart replied. And be the glory thine.''

4 The Lord can dear the darke ft Ikies,

Can give 113 day for night : Make drops of facred forrow rife To rivers of delight-

5 Let thofe that fow in fadncfa wait

Till the fair harveft eorae, They fhall confefs their fheaves are o-rear And fhout the bkffings home.

6 Tho' feed lie bury'd long in dub,

It fhan't deceive their hope ! The precious grain can ne'er be loft, For grace in Cures the crop.

rri »,rSV^ l17' L°n* Metre. IkeBl'Jfmg of God on the Bufine/s and Comforts of Life

1 TF God fucceed not, all the coft

*_ The pains to build the houfe are loft.

if God the city will not keep,

The watchful guards as well may fleep.

2 What tho' we rife before the fun, And work and toil ,vhen day is done, Careful and fparing eat our bread, To fhun that poverty we dread!

5 Tis all in vain, till God hath bleft, Ke can make rich, yet give us reft ; On God our fovVeign, ftill depends Our joy in children and in friends. Hnppy the man to whom he fends - Obedient children, faithful friend ,'

PSALM C XXVII. 27* How fwect our daily comforts prove, When they are feafon'd with his love . P S A L M 127, Common Metre. God All in All. i J F God to bund the houfe deny, J. The builders work in vain ; Ami town-?, without his wakeful eye, An ufeleffi w:itch maintain. •

2 Before the morning beams anfe,

Your painful work renew, And tilt the ftars afcend the fkies Your tirefome toil puriue,

3 Short be your fleep. and coarfe your fare i

In vain till God has bleft ; But if his fmiks attend your care, You (hall have food and reft.

4 Nor children, relatives, nor friends,

Shall real blcfiings prove Nor all the earthly joys he fends, If fent without his love. PSALM ix3. Common Metre. Family Blejings. §

1 /^\"HaPPY man, whole foul is till d V_/ With -zeal and rev'rend awe I t'.i* lips to God their honors yield.

His life adorns the law

2 A careful providence (hall (land

And ever guqrd thy head.

Shall on the labours of thy hand

Its kindlv bltffings (hed.

3 Thy wife fhall be a fruitful vine ;

Thv children round thy board, Each li*e*a 'plant of honour (hine, And learn to fear the Lord.

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4 The Lord fl,all tl.y bcft hope, f- Ifil

The I orf who dwell, on 2,Ws Bfl Sha" *nd the bleffinffs home. '

5 T!,'?;^7.nwhore happy eye,.

Shall fee .he^nk.-n^,,,,^^^ Then leave the world in peace. , PSALM ,*,, Common Metre_

Ptrficulori puwfhtd.

1 tJPJr0mrmke>-°"th>^yIfrael fay, KJ Have I been nurs'd In tears, * M, griefs were conftant a, the day, And tedious as the year,.

Ofallthefon.offtrife; S

Oft they affa;iM,nyr;p

But God preferVd my I,ft."

3 O'er all m^ -frame ,he,V cruel dart

i.s painful wound, Jmprefs'd: I.our]ytheyvex'dmyfa7nt; h

Nor let my forr0ws reft.

Andw.h.mpartJaleye, *nen let his arrow? fly. '

5 How was their infolence furpnVd ro hear his thunders roll i AndallthefoesofZfonfe.Vd with horror to the foul.

gnBe£*lJ^menthat,,alcthef«»^ «c Wafted from the iky ; *

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Their glory fades, their courage faints, And all their profpe&s die,

7 [What tho' they flourish tall and fair, They have no root beneath ; Their growth (hall perifh in defpaii% And lie defpis'd in death.

£ (So corn that on the houfe top (lands* No hope of haryeft gives ; The reaper ne'er (hall fill his hands, Nor binder fold the (heaves.

PSA L M 130 Common Metre. Pardoning Grace.

1 |T\Ur of the deepr. of long diflrefs, \Jr The borders of defpair,

1 fent my cries to leek thy grace, My groans to move thine ear.

2 Great God, (houid thy feverer eye,

And thine impartial hand, Mark, and revenge iniquity, No mortal flelh could Hand.

3 But there arc pardons with my God.

For crimes of high degree ; Thy fan ha-s bought them with hi3 blood, To draw us near to thee.

4 (1 wait for thy falvation, Lord.

With thong defires I wait ; My foul, invited by thy word» Stands watching at thy gate.)

5 (Juft as the guards that keep the night

Long for the morning fkics, Watch the fir ft beams of breaking Ugh', And n: il them with thtjir eyes ,

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6 So waits my foul to fee thy grace,

And more intent than they, Meets the i'rft op'ni'ngs of thy face, And f nds a brighter day ]

7 Then in the Lord let Ifrae! truft,

Let Ifrarl feck fes face . The Lord is good as well as juft, And plenteous is his grace.

8 There's full redemption at bis throne

For finners lono gpflav'd j The great Redeemer is his Son : And Ifra'I ftiall be favU

PSjjALM ;3o, Long'Mctre, Pardoning Grace*

1 f7KQMdeepdi{trc:<>,& troubled though*! «- To thee, my God I rais'd ray cries : If thou feverely mark our faults,

No fkfh can ftaisd before thine eyes

2 But thou haft built thy throne of grace, Free to tiifpenS thy pardons there, That finners may approach thy fa.ee, And hope, and love, as well as fear.

3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, And long and wifh for breaking day. So waits my foul before thy g;;te : When will my God his face difplay !

4 My truft is fix'd upon thy word, Nor fha!l \ trull thy word in vain ' Let mourning fouls addrefa the Lot. J, And find reiki: from all their pa!u.

5 Great is his Jove, and la*gc tifs «:r?ce, TbrcJugli the redemption of his ^on ;

PSALM CXXXII. 275

He turns our,feet from finful ways, And pardons what our hands hare cons. ¥ S A L M 131. Common Metre. Humility and StilmjJJicn.

1 I S there anibition in my htart ?

[ Search, gracious -God, and fee Or do I a<Tt a haughty part ? Lord, 1 appeal to thee.

2 I charge my thoughts, be humble dill.

A nd all my carriage mild ; Content, my Father, with thy will, And peaceful as a child

3 The patient foul, the lowly mind,

bhali have a krge reward : Let faints in forrow lie relign'd,

And truft a faithful Lord. PSALM 132, Ver. 5, 13 .18 Long Metre.

At the Settlement of a Church ; or, The Ordina- t.'on of a Mtr.'ijlsr.

1 \W/ HERE fcall we go to feek and find

V V An habitation for our God ; A dwelling for th' eternal mind

Among the fons of f!c(h and blcod ?

2 The God of Jacob chofe the hill

Of Ziori fcr his ancient reft ; And Zion is hi* dwelling ft ill. 'His church is with hit prefence l.Ieft.

3 ; Heve I will fix my gr&fcious t'.rone.

• And reign for ever.' f?.iih the Lord ; * Here (hull my pow'i &«d love be known,

i .i.l llv :'■;:.• .". ■■."' attend u.y word.

i ' 1 !-.re will I meet the hungry p

« Acd fill &<di feuls ivith living bread

V* PSALM CXXXII.

' Sinners that wait before my door,

With fwcet provifions mall be fed

5 ■ Girded with truth ,and cloath'd with grace,

• My priefts, my minifters Hull mine , ■

* Not Aaron, in his coftly drefs,

' Appears fo glorious and divine,

6 * The faints, unable to contain

« Their inward joys, mall toout and ling;

• The Son of David here mail reign,

• And Zion triumph in her king.

7 [Jefus mall fee a num'rous feed

Born here, t* uphold his glorious name ; His crown mall flourim on his head, While all his foes are cloath'd with fliame PSALM I32. ver. 4,5.7,8,1 5,-17. Com. Metre.

A Church Eftablj/bed, l^\^\® fleep nor (lumber to his eyes x\| Good David would afford, 'Till he had found below the ilcica A dwelling for the Lord.

2 The Lord in Zion plac'd his name,

His ark was fettled there ; And there th* aflembled nation came To worfhip thrice a year.

3 We trace no more thofe toilfome ways.

Nor wander far abroad j Where'er thy people meet for praife There is a houle for God. J

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4 Arife, O King of grace, arifc,

And enter to thy reft, Lo I thy church waits with longing eyes,,

'Jluc to be owa'd and bluVd.

"

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3 Enter with all thy glorious ft sin, Thy Ipirit and thy word : All that the ark did once contain Could no fuch ^race afford.

6 Here, mighty God. accept our vows,

Here let thy praiO be fpreacJ ; Blcfs the provifion3 of thy houfe, And fill thy poor with bread.

7 Here let the fon of Da^i 1 reign*

Let God's anointed thine. Juftiee and truth his court maintain, With love and pow r divine,

8 Here let him hold a lading throne ;

And as his kingdom grows, Frefli honors mai: adorn his crown, Andmame confo/hd his foes. PS A L M : ^5, Common M.:re, Brotkttfy Lcvtf, I "T QYvvfrat an entertaining fight j i rhofe friendly brethern p*oitt Whofe cheavful hearts in bands unite Of harmony and love. z Where dreams of blifs from Chrift the fprftig Dcfcend toc-.'ry forttl, And heaven" y Jjejrce v;'th bahny wing Shades arid fredewirthe whoie.

3 'Tis like thg oil divinely fwett

On rVafons rev'icnd hVad Xbc tricl '< pcrfum'd hh f c6

And o'er his garments fpvead.

4 'Tis pleafan.ta^ tWemorrii^ewa

Tlvat rail )) Z'^rfs, hitf;

mtH

2i2 PSALM CXXXIII.

Where God his mildeft glory mews, And makes- his grace diftil PSALM r33, Sh rt Metre. Commun.cn oj Saints : or, Love and cusr/hid i, a Kiimly.

1 TJ I'F.ST are the fons of peace, JL3 Whofc hearts and hopee are one, Wt»pfe kind deii^ns to fcrvc and pleafc

Tnro' all their a&ionc run.

2 Blcll is the pious houfe

Where zcbl and friend nVJp'meet, Their fongs of praife their mingled vows Make iheir communion fwect,

3 Thus when on Aaron's head

li.cy pour'd the rich perfume, The oil tnro' all hWaimtnt JprcaJ, And p eafure hU'd the room.

4 Thus on the heav'nly hills

The faints are Llcll above, Where jov like morning dew dillils, And all the air is loVe. P S A L M t^, A« 'foe \zi(\ Waim. The Blfflingt of Frie tit/hit*

1 TJOW pliant 'tis to fee

1 JL Kindred and frrer.ds agree, Lacn in iiis proper ftalion move, And each fulfil his part, Willi lyir.pathihn^ heart, In all the carrot life and love.

2 'Tis like an ointir.ent fhed

On Aaron's tacrcd head, Diviut ly rich, civintly 1 vet t 5

'i he oil thro' all the room

DiiTusMJ a choice perl'urre, Ran tliio' hisrpbcsaad bldS big feet.

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3" Like fruitful fhowers of rain

Trnt water all the plain, Defcendin^ from trie neij/hb'ring hill5 ;

.Such dreams of plesfurq roll

Thro' every friend y foul Vvhere love like heav'nly cew dill lis.

PSALM .34. Common Mr? ■ £ Dad? and n'ighl'y Devotion. I \T S. that obey th' 1 mm morta King,

JL Attend his holy p!ace : Bow to the glories of his power. And blefs his wond'rou* grace. 3 Lift up your hands by morn'n^ light, And fend your fouls on h^h ; Raifc your admiring thoug'ht& by night Above the' Harry flcy.

3 The God of Z'on ch.j?r3 our hearts With rays of quick ning giace ; The God that fpreads the heav'ns abroad, And rules the fwe.ling feas- PSALM .3?, l-4, ,4, l0 21, F.rfi Par?, LM,

The Church is God s Houfe an i Care i T)l* vl^E ye the Lord, exalt his name, JL While in his eirth'y courts ye wait, \c feints that- to his houfe belong, Or ftand attending at his gate. i Praife ye the Lord the Lord is rrood ; To praife his na;ne is fwcet enploy ; Ifrad he chofe of old and Itdi His church is hi* pecu-Ur joy.

5 The Lord himfelf will judg-e his faicts He treats his fervants as his f. tends ; And when he hears their (o e complaints, Repents the furrow" that he fends.

**) P S A L M CXKXV

4 Thro' every age the Lord declares

Bis name, and breaks th' opprt ffor'srod J He gives his fuff*ring fervants reft. And will be known th' almighty God.

5 Blt-fs ye the Lord wlo taPc his tove, Feop'e and pru ftp exalt his name ; Amongft his faints he ever dwells, His church is his Jcruf.ilcm.

PSALM 135, ver. 5'— it,

The ivor hs of Creadon, Ptov}dtnce\ Redemption ' of Ifrael, en l DJiruBioti of Enemies.

1 >TT RE AT is the Lord, exalted high \y Above all power* and every throne ; Whate'er he plea fe in earth and fea.

Or heav'n, or hell, his hand hath done,

2 At his command the vapours rife,

The lightnings flam the thunders roar* He pours the rain, he brings the wind And tempeft from his airy throne.

3 Twas he thofe dreadful tokens fent, O b.g^pt thro' thy ftubborn land t When a J thy hrfi horn berfts and riien, Fe 1 dead by his avenging hand.

\ Wh t mighty nations, mighty k'ngg He {] w <>mi their whole country gave To Jfrael whom his b m! redeern'd, No more lobe proud PfcaroahV flave.

\ .1 U po • r:r the f->n:e the fame h'U grace, That faves us from the hofti of hell i A "d heaven he fivei us tr> p< flefs, Whence thofe apoftatc angels fell.

* S A L M CXXXV. 22,

PSALM 13 >, Common Metre.. Praife due to God, not to I dots >

1 A WrAKE» 7? ^ints: To praife your jTA- Your Tweet eft pafilons raife, [Kin?, Your pious pleafure, while you £ng, Increafing with the praife.

a Great is the Lord ; and v.-orks unknown Are his divine emp'oy • But ftiil his faints are near his throne, His treafure and his joy.

3 Heaven, e3rth and fea confefs his hand :

He bids the vapours rife j Lightning aud ttorm at h-'s conrmrnd Sweep thro' the founding ficics.

4 All pow'rthat pods or kings have claim'd

la found with him alone ; Bur. heathen gods mould ne'er be nam'd

Where our Jehovah's known- $ Which of the flocks and ftonei they trull

Can give them (howers of rain ; In vain they worfhip glittViag dull*

And pray to God in vain.

.6 [Their gods have tongues that fprecnJefa Such aa their makers give : [prove

Their feet were never form'd to move, Nor hands have power to favfr,

7 Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf Nor hear when mortals pray ; Mortals, that wait for their relief,

Are blind s.nd deaf as they: j tift

8 Ye nations, know the living God, Serve him with faith and fear ;

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Fie inake* th<- churches his abode, And claims your honors there. PSALM 136 Common Metre. God's wonders of CreaM, Pr0Vi hnce Redrmb* ticn 0 Iprutt and Sdhation oj his Ptopfe.

1 CtIVE thanks toGod the fovrtign Lord ^^ His mercies fiiil endure

And be the king of kings ador'J,

Hig t uith is ever fure.

2 What wonders hath his uifdom done ?

How mighty is his hand ? Heaven, earth and fea he fram'd a'one : How wide is bja com maud !

3 The fun fupplies the day with light \

How bri^'it his col: fifels mine ! The moon and ihars adorn ,the night : His works as-e all divine !

4 [He (truck the Tons of Egypt dead :

How J rear! ful is his' rod ! And thence with joy his people led : How gracious is our God !

5 He' cleft the fwelling La in two;

H's arm ic great iri'mfeht, And gav/: the hiheea p-.tfage thro' ; His power and grace unite

6 But Pharaoh'*, army there he drown'd;

How glorious are his ways !

Ami brought his faints thro* dtfert ground I Eternal be his praife.

7 Great monarchs fell beneath his hand ;

Victorious is his fword : While ll'rae took th« promiY<J laud : And faithful i« his word )

PSALM CXXXVI. a%s

8 He law the nations dead in fin ;

He frit his pity move : How fad the Hate the world was in J How boundlefs was his love .'

9 He (Vpt to Cave us from our woe ;

His'goodnefs never fa-Is ; From death and hell, and every foe $ And ft ill his grace prevails.

10 Give thanks to God the heavenly king ;

His mercies ftill endure; Let the whole earth his piaifes fing ; His truth is ever fure.

PSALM 156. As the 148th Pfalm,

1 /""^ IVE thanks to God mod high, V.T "1'he unive fal Lord ;

The fovercign king of kings : And r>e his grace ador'd.

His power and grace,

Are Hill the fame ;

A nd It his •

Have endle/s p raife.

2 How mighty is his h^'.nd !

• What wonders hath he d/>ne ! H> fon;>'d tfes to'ih and feas, And fpr.ead the heavens alone, Thy I ord,

Sha nre ;

An. 1 .

ord.

3 Kis \ "1 the fisil

■ To crow '■ he ■ -\ v h . ht ; The moon a1 '•••■• Tg checj 1 lie ua«~h jne okhfc

2$4 PSALM CXXXVF.

His powtr and grace Ate ttii the fame » And let his name Have encl.efs pralfe.

^ [He fmote the f'rft born Tons, The flower of Egypt dead ; And thence his choien tribes With joy and g'ory led.

Thy mercy, Lord,

Shal ftill endure,

And ever fure

Abides thy word.

5 His po'ver and lifted rod Cleft the red fea in two ; And for his people made A wondrous p-flage thro'.

his power and grace Are ftill the lame ; And let hi» name Haveendlefs praife.

6 But cruel Pharaoh there

With all his hoft waadrown'd And brought h.8 Ifrael fafe Thro' a long defart ground. Thv mercy, Lord, Shall (till endure ; And ever Jure Abides thy word,

P A u s k.

7 The K:nfn of Canaan fell Brntruh his c!. cartful hand : Wh 1? hi* own fcrrvants took

rofllfiion of p"irluHd.-

P S A L M CXXXVI. 2%

His power and grace Are (til! the fame ; And let his name Have endlefs praife,)

He faw the nations lie, All perifhing in fin, And pity'd the fad ftate The ruin'd world was in.

Thy mercy. Lord,

Shall aili endure i

And ever fure

Abides thy word.

9 He ft-nt his only fon To fave us from our woe, Fromfatan, fin and death, And every hurtful foe.

His po^er and grace

Are ft ill the fame J

And let his name

Have endlefs praife.

1*0 Give thanks aloud to God.. To God the heav'nly king i And let the fpaciou- earth His works and glories fing.

Thy mercy, Lord,

Shall (til! endure ;

And ever fufe

Abides thy word.

~.P S A L M i3$ Abridged. Long Mefre.

1 /^ IVE to our God immortal praife ! VJT Mercy and truth are all bis ways | Won lers of grace to f^od belong Repeat hit mercies in your Jong.

tu psalm cxxxvir.-

2 Give fo the Lord of lords renown, Ti)? King of kings with glory a own ;

His mercies rwr Jhill ensure

When lords and kitigs are known no nor;,.

3 He built the e^rth. he fpread the fky, -And x d the (larry lights on high :

Wonders of grace to God belong^ Rip tat his mercies in your Jong*

4 Ke 'lis the fun with morning li^ht, He bids the moon direct the night,

II is mercies ever /hall ensure

When funs unci moons fhall Jbine no more,

5 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand, And brought them to the promis u land;

Wotiiieri of grace to God be ongt Refnat his mercies tn your Jlng.

6 He faw the Gentiles dead in fin, And frit his pity move within!

//•j rrercirs ever Jh<tll ennurs. IV hen death and Jm fhcul re'gn no mere, j He fent h:s Son with power to fave Ftom guilt anddarknels, and the grave. Winders oj $race to God bthng, Repent his mrtrtes in you- Jong.

8 Thio' this vain world he guides our feet, And Jcads us to his heav'nly leal '• Hs m-rc:es ever Jh Al en iure % IVhen this vain iw>rld /halt be no mere. PSALM 137. The Babylomd Captivity.

I A L^NG th? binks wheicB ibsl\«> current flows ** Our ciptivc b^nds in deep defpoadence ftravM,

PSALM CXXXVIII. 2S7

While Zion's fail in fad remembrance rofe,

.Ht-r friend*, her children mingled with the dead,

% The tunciefs harp that once wi'h joy we fining

When praife emp'cy'u and mirth iafpie'dthe lay,

In mournful GlencC on the willows hong : And groaning grief prolong'd the ttdious day.

3 The baib'rous tyrants, to increaf? the woe, W'th taunting failles afonfcof Zioudaim^

Bid facred fcraife in (trains meiodiou* flow, While they bJUfpbense the great Je.bovab'a name.

4 But how, in heai&en chains ?nd land* unknown bhair Uriel's Tons a fon£ of Z on raife ?

O bapleft Salem, God's icircttridl throne. Thou la-id of glory, fatted mount of praife,

5 If e'er my mem* y lofe thy loveiy name, If my Cold heart i|egjecl n.y kindred race,

Let dire detttodi'»n ieiz: Cl 18 JSUtUy t.au,~ My band ih.il perilh aed my voice ihail ceafe, ■6 Yet mall ihe Lvrd, who bear* when Z\ n calif, Q*eitaks hcj foes with terror and difmay,

His arm ive:;x'e her de totaled w:l!;. And raife bet children to eternal c:y.

PSALM 138.

Refitting and Pffjeriunj Grj;?t

ITH all my powers of heart and tongue, 1*11 praife my maker- in my fong : Angela mall hear the nous i raife, _ Appiofe ihe long, and join the praife. fi [Angels that make thy church their care Shall witnefs my devotions there, While uoiy zeal uircd* my eyes To thy fair tc»p:e ia the Ikies,]

*88 PSALM CXXXIX.

3 I'll fing thy truth and mercy, Lord, I'M fing the wonders of thy word J Not nil the works and numes below So much thy power and ^!ory (how.

4 To God I cry'd when troubles rofe, He heard me. and fuodu\J my toes .• He did my riling fears controul,

And ftrength diffusd through all my fouh

5 The God of Heaven maintains his (late, Frowns -on the proud & fcorns the great ; But from his throne descends to blefs The humble fouls that trufts his grace,

6 A mid II a thoufaud fnares I (land Upheld and guarded by thy hand ? Thy word3 my fainting foul revive And keep my dying, faith alive.

7 Grace will complete what grace begins, To lave from forrows or from fin3 ; The woik that wifdoru undertakes, Eternal mercy ne'er forfakes.

P S A L M ,39. Firfl >art, Long Metre, The Ail Seeing GOD.

1 T ORD,thou had ftarch'd & feen me thro; JL.J 1 hine eye commands with piercing view

My rifing and my retting houis

My heart and flefh with all their powers.

2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God diftin&Jy known :

He knows the words i mean to fpenk, Ere from my opening lips they break.

J Within iky circling pjDw!r I (land, •N;- lc I find thy badd j

PS A LM CXXXIX. i?9

Awake, afleep, at Ijome, abroad I am furrounded dill with God.

4 Amazing knowledge, vaft and great; What large extent ! what lofty height ! My foul with all the powers I boait,

Is in the boundlefs profpeft loft.

5 Oh may thefe thoughts pefTefs my breaft, Where e'er 1 rove, where e'er I reft ; Nor let my weaker pafllons dare Confent to fin, for God is there.

Pause I

6 Could I fo falfe, fo faithlefs prove To quit thy fervice and thy love. Where Lord, could I thy prefence fhun> Or from thy dreadful gloiy run ?

7 If up toheav'n I take my fiight,

'Tis theiethou dwcll'ft enthroned in light ; Or dive to helli there vengeance reigns, And fatan groans beneath thy cha

S If mouBted on a morning ray I fly beyond the weftern fca i Thy fwifter hand would firft an And there arreil thy fugitive*

9 Or mould [ try to fhun thy I Beneath the fpreading veil of night* One glance of«thine, one piercing ray,

Would klndie darknefs intori; y.

10 Oh may thefe thoughts poflt fs my bi . Where e'er I rove, where e'er I reft ; Nor let my weaker naflions dare

Co a font to im, for fcc-d is the

2yo PSALM CXXXIX.

P A U S B ir.

11 The veil of night is no difgoffe, No fereen from thy all-fearcbing eves; Thy hand can fcize thy Toes as foon Thro' midnight fhades as blazing nonn.

12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God they're both alike to thee ; Not de.nh can hide what God will fpy And hell lies naked to his eye.

13 Oh may \hffs thoughts fiofifs my breafl Where er I rove where'er I reft ; Nor let my weaker pajfivns d-irs Confent to fin. for Goa is there.

PSALM 139. Second Part, Lon*r Metre The wonderful Formation oj Man,

1 rTTlVVASfrom thy hand,my God, I cam

J. A work cf ftieh a curious frame ; In me thy fearful wonders mine And each proclaim thy flrffl divine.

2 Thine eyes could all my limbs furvey, 1 Which yet in dark confufion lay :

Thou faw'ft the daily growth they took Form'd by the model of thy book

3 By thee my growing pans were n^m'd And what thy fovefrigncotmfela fram'd, The breathing lungs, the beating heart, Was COpv'd with unerring art

4 At lafl- to mew my maker's name God ttampVj his image op my frame* And in fome unknown moment join'd The hnllh'd members to the mud.

5 There the younjLfceds of thought b-:gar,

id a 1 the pailionsof the mar*

PSALM CXXXIX 29x

Great God, our infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praife.

P A U S E.

6 Lord, fmee in my advancing age I've after! on live's bufy ftage, Thy thoughts of love to roe lurmount The power of numbers to recount.

y 1 could furvey the ocean o'er,

And count each fand th At makes the (hor?9 Before myfvvifteft thoughts could trace The num'rous wonders of thy grace.

8 Thefe on my heart are ft ill imprelt, With thefe I give my eyes to reifc ; And at my waking hour I find God and his love pofTcis my mind,

P S A L M 139. Third Part. Long Mefre,

Sincerity projffed, and grace tried } or, The

heart J arching GOD.

1 ~]\/|"Y God, what mw^id grrcflfcfl, xtI When impious men tr'anfgrefs thywilll 1 mourn to hear their lips profane

Take thy tremendous n2me in vain.

2 Dots not my foul deteft and hale The fons of malice and deceit ? Thofe that oppofe thy laws and thee, I count for enemies to me.

J Lord, fearch my foul, try every thought, ' Though my own h-ar: accufe me not, Of walking in a falfe difguife,

I beg the trial of thine eyes.

4 Doth fecrct mifchitfiurk within ? £0 I iniiiige foiac uniuicwii fm \

apt PSALM CXXXIX. Oh turn my feet whene'er I ftray, And lead me in thy perftcl way/

PSALM, ,39. Fira part. Common Metre. God is ev;ry whfre.

1 TN all my vaft concerns with thee, A In vain my foul would trr

To mun thy prefence, Lord or flee The notice of thine eye.

2 Thy all-furrounding %ht furveys

My rifing and my reft, My public wajks, my private ways,

And fecrets of my bread. $ My thoughts lie open to the Lord

Before they're form'd within ; And ere my lips pronounce the word,

He knows the fenfe I mean.

4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and hit h \

VVhcre can a creature hide > Within thy circling arms 1 lie, Enclos'd on every fide.

5 So let thy grace furround me ftill,

And like a bulwark prove,

To jruard rr.y foul from every ill,

Sccur'd by fovereign love.

Pause.

6 Lord, where (hall guilty fouls retire

Forgotten and unknown ? In hcK they meet thy dreadful lire, Io heaven thy glorious throne.

7 Should J fupprefs my vital breath

To Tcape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars tf death, And make the grave u!i a.

PSALM CXXXTX. 493

S If wing'd with beams of morning light I fly beyond the weft,

Thy hand, which mull fnpport rr.y flight, Would Toon betray my re it.

9 If o'er my fins I think to draw The curtains of the night,

The flaming eyes that guatd thy law Would turn the (hades to light.

jo The beams of noon, the midnight hour Are both alike to thee : Oh may I ne'er provoke tint power From which 1 cannot fice.

P S A L M ^39. Fecond Tart, Common Mcfre. The Wtfdom of God> in the Formation of Man,

I "TTfT'^FN * W^ P^e2^no vor>der Hand, V V And all my frame furvry Lord, 'tis thy woik, 1 own thy hand That built my humble clay.

1 Thy hand my heart and reins poff & Where unborn nature grew J Thy wifdom all my features trae'd, And all my members drew.

3 Thine eye with niceft care furvcy'd

The growth of every part ; Till the whole fcheme thy thoughts had laid Was copy'd by thy art,

4 Heaven, earth and fea, and fire, and wind

Shew me thy wondrous (kill ; But I review myfeif and find Diviner wonders ftil .

5 Thy awful glories round me fhine,

iViy flefh proclaims thy ptaife. i

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Lord, to thy works ©futtfcre join, Thy miracles of grare. PSALM yo, i4> r7. ,£ ThiH pirff(5bm| Mc ihemertm of Go] tnmnnerabk ■ An Evening Pfalrn.

1 T °*^^n I count thy merc/e, o'er, 1L_V 1 hey (tnke me with furprife •

Not aH the frnds that Spread the fhore, i o equal num bers rife,

2 My flefh with fear and wonder /lands

The produ&nf thy /kill, And hourly bleffings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 5 Thefe on my heart by nfgtit I kept, How kind, how dear to rne < Oh may the hour that ends ror fleep Still find my thoughts with rh e PSALM 140, Common Metre ' T>ROrECr us Lord, from fatal harm, JL Behold our rifing woes ; We trull: alone thy powerful arm, To fcatter all our foes.

2 Their tpugue is like a poifon'd dart,

Their thoughts are full of grille : While rage and carnage fwel] their heart, They wear a peaceful fmile,

3 O God of grace, thy guardian care,

When foes without invade, Or fprcad within a deeper fnare, Supplies our con ft ant aid.

4 Let falfhood fles before thy face,

Thy heav'nly truth extend, AH nations tafte thy heav'nly grace And all dclufions end.

PSALM CXLII. 29;

4 With daily bread the poor fupply, The caufe of jufn'ce plead, And be thy church exalted high, With Chrilt the glorious head. PSALM 141. Ver. 2,3,^4, 5. Long Metre- Waichfulnefs and Brotherly Love* A Morning or Evening Pfalm.

1 ■]% It Y God accept my early vows, J^Vl L*ike morning incenfe in thine houfe,

And let my nightly worfhip rife Sweet as the ev'ning facrifice

2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From every ram and heedlefs word i

Nor let my feet incline to tread. The guilty path where Gnners lead.

3 Oh may the righteous, when I dray. Smite and reprove my wandVing way ! Their gentle words^ like ointment fried, Shall never bruife, twt cheer my head,

4 When I behold them prelYd with grief, I'll cry to heav'n for their relief And, by my warm petitions, prove, How much I prize their faithful love-

P S A L M « 42 Common Metre. Qod is the Hope of the Ilelplefs.

1 r a iO God I imde my furrows known,

J from God I fought relief, In long complaints before his throne I pour'd out all my grief.

2 My foul y/as oyerwhelm'd with wod,

My heart began to break ; My God, who all my burdeus knows, Beholds the v.ay I take.

P S A L M CXLIIIC 3 Onev'ryfJe I caft mine eye,

And fout:Jray helpers gone, Wmle fnencs and /bankers pafs'd me by Ncg,ecied or unknown. 5 Then did I raife aloudej cry, And cail'd thy mercy near, " Thou art my portion when I die, •oe thou my refuge here. 5 Lord. I am broBgfc! exceeding low, Now let thine ear attend, And make my foes, who vex me, know

1 vc an almighty friend. From myfad prffon fet mc free. Then fball I praife thy name, And holy mm lhalljoin with me, Thy kindnefs to proclaim.

P S A L M t43, Long Metre,

Complaint of heavy anions in mind andbodj.

1 \l\ ^^J"^. my gracious God,

-n,n I fpread my hands abroad, •Jocour from thy throne- Uh ! make thy truth and mercy known.

2 Let judgment not agamft me pafs;

Id thy fervart plead* thy grace— Should jBftice call us to tby'fear, No man a)ivc is guiltlefs there.

3 Look dou-H in pity, r ord and fee. The mig! ty wots trnt hurthen me ■ My -.vafl -nr the grave, Make bare thine arm th) fervart fave.

4 * larknefs'and unfeen

heart is dtfolate within :

PSALM CXLIIL 207

My thoughts in muting filence trace The ancient wonders of thy grace.

5 Thence I derive a glimpfe of hope, To bear my finking fpirits up ?

I ftrelch nay hands to God again. And thirtt like parched lands for rain,

6 For thee I thirft, I pray, I mourn ; When will thy (railing face return ? Shall all my joys on earth remove. And God for ever hide his love ?

7 My God, thy long delay to fave, Will fink thy pris'ner to the grave ;

My heart grows faint, and dial mine eyei, Make hade to help before I die.

3 The Dfght ii witnefs to my tears* Diftrefiing pains, diilreffing fears, Ob might I hear thy morning voice, How would my weary'd pow'rs rejoice ?

9 In th ee I truft, to thee I figh, Ana lift my weary foul on high ; For thee fit waiting all the Bay And wear ihe tirelome hours away.

10 Break off my fetters, Lord, and (how, The path in which my feet mould go : if fnares and foes befet the road,

1 nee to hide me near my God.

11 Tewh me to 60 thy holy will. And lead m* to thy hcav'niy hi 1, Lei the good fpirit of thy ,ovc Conduct me to thy courts above.

»2 Then fliall my foul no more complain, The !empter then fliall rage in vain :

*& P S A L M rx7V.

id flefh, that wa5 my foe before, Shjll never vex my fpi it more.

PSALM 144, I ... Met.V r .1.

Unce a.nJvifijry in the Jplriiuii war/ar*

1 C"OR ever blefTe ] be the L

-*• My Saviour aM m\ Aiield ; He fends hi? fpfril \v:th his word: To arm me for the

2 When fin and bel] il'.c'r force unite

He makes my sre,

Inllru&s roe in the- heav'

Ar me thro' tfie w_r.

3 A fn'.-n J a

Zvi y He makes the g!a A .; ' .

PSALM 144. 2 J Part, Com. Met. V.r.,$, 4 r, 6 Grj ; or, The tupfy ffai

& ^i Br earth' at I!

His ,

dull.

2 O'r jn,

Or 1 .;e,

make it his concern, To \ iih grace.

3 That G I'jftshiiligl luwa ^ at . irowa,

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PSALM CXLIW i-/:

PSALM i44,^Third parr. Ver, ra— 15. L M

Cr'.cr above Riches : or, The Happy Natiotf, j TJ \PPY the c'ty, where their fons JLX LUw pillars round a palace kt, Aud daught^is bright as pohfi»'d (tones, Give ftrength and btauty to the ftate.

t Happy the 'and in culture dre&'d, Whole f.ocks and corn have large incr. Where men iecurely work or reft, Nor fons of plunder break their peace.

3 Happy the nation thus endow'd, £ ■■ more divinely bleft are t! On whom fh - all fufficieot God Himfelf with all rue grace be;

? S A L M 14), Lo:

| ~r:.:ni /j §J God.

1 7i T Y God. my King, thy various praife JLVj. SLii! £11 the remnant or* my days ; Thy grace employ my humble tonjue 'Til-! death ar.j glory raiTe the io«g.

2 The wings of" every hour fhajl bear Sowe thankful tribute to ihirie ear ; And every letting iun fhaH iee

ks or duty done ror thec.

•5 Thy truth and Juliicc I'll proclaim : Thy bounty flow, an c. :m ;

Thy mefrcy fwift, thi^e >w :

But dreadful to the ftubborn foe.

4 Thy works frith fovereign gory fnine, And fpesk thy majefty divine ;

Let every re;>.im with joy proclaim. : r of thy name.

oo PSALM CXLV.

[ Let diftant times and nations raife The long fuccfcifion of thy praifc .• And unborn ages make my long The joy and triumph of their tongue?

» Eut who can fpiak thy wondrous deeds; Thy greatnefs all our thoughts exceeds i Vail and unfearchable thy ways Vatt and immortal be thy praife.

PSALM »45. i... 7. 11—13, FirftPart. The greatnefi 0J God.

LONG as I live Ml blefs thy name, My King, my God ot love ; My work and joy fhal) be the fame,

in the bright world above. Great is the Lord, his power unkown,

And let his praifc begreat ;

I'll flag the honors of thy throne,

Thy works of ^race repeat,

Thy giace (h all dwell upon my tongue

And vvhi e my lips rejoice, The men that hear my faired fong

Shall join their cheerful voice. Fathers to fons fljall teach thy name,

And children iearn thy ways ; Ages to come thy truth proclaim,

And nations iound thy praifc

Thy glorious deeds of ancient date ! thro' the world be known ; Thine arm of power, thy heavenly ftatc

U «th public fplendor fl>own, The world is manag'd by thy hands, faiau are rul'd by love j

PSALM CXLV. 301

And thine eternal kingdom Hands,

Tho' rocks and hiiis remove. PSALM 14;, Second Part. Vcr. 7, &c, The Goodnefs of God.

1 Q WEET is the mem'ry cf thy grace,

0 My God, my heav'nly king ; Let age to age thy righteoufnefs

In founds of" glory ling.

2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines

His goodnefs to the Ikies ; Thro' the whole earth his bounty fhines, And every want fupplies.

3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait

On thee for daily food, Thy lib'ral hand provides their meat And fills their mouths with good.

4 How kind are thy companions, Lord !

How flow thine anget moves ! But foon he fmids his pard'ning word To cheer the fouls he loves.

5 Creatures with all their endlefs race

Thy power and praife proclaim ; But faints that tatte thy richer grace Delight to blefs thy name. P S A L M 145. 14, 17 &c, Third Part, Merry to Sitjfcrers ; or, God hearing prayer*

1 -f ET every tongue thy goodnefs fpeak, 1—rf Thou fovereign Lord of all;"

1 ,y llreUgth'ning hsnus uphold \he weak, And raile the poor th d iaill|ii

2 When forrow bows the fpiiit down,

Or virtue lies diftreft

3°* PSALM CXLVI,

Beneath fome proud oppreflbrs frown. Thou giveft the mourners reft,

3 The Lord fupporta our finking days,

And guides our giddy youth : Holy andjuftare all his ways, And all his words arc truth.

4 He knows the pain his fejvants fee]

He hears his children cry, And their brft wiflies to ful.il His grace is ever nigh.

5 His mercy never (hall remove

From men of hearts fin cere ; He faves the fpul, whole humble love Is join'd with holy fear.

6 ( His ftubborn foes his fword mall fiay,

And pierce their hearts wiuh pain ' ■ But none that fcrve the Lord fliall fav, ' They fought his aid in vain )

7 [% lips fliall dwell upon his praife,

And fpread his fame abroad ; Let all the fous of Adam raife The honors of their God.'

PSALM 146. Long Metre, Pratfe to God for his Goodncjs and truth. 1 T) RAISE ye the Lord, my heart (hall j* A. In xvork fo pleafant fo divine : Now while the flefh is mine abode. And wher, my fcul afceiidi to God. 2 Pra ijc (hall employ my nobleft powers. While immortality endures; My day* 1 of praile fl.all ne'er be p.ift, VS hiic l,fc and thought and bc»j laft.

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3 He form'd the ftars, thofe heavily flames. He counts their numbers, calls their names, Hisfov'reign wifdom knows no bound,

A deep where ail our thoughts are drown'd

4 Great is the Lord, and great his might ; And all his glories infinite :

He crowns the meek, rewards the juft, And treads the wicked to the duft. Pause,

5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who fpreads his clouds around the &y : There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops defcend in vain.

6 He makes the grafs the hills adorn, And clothes the fmiling fields with c©rn 1 The beafts with food his hands fupply, And feeds the ravens when they cry.

7 What is the creature's ikill or force ?

The vig'rous man, the warlike horfe> The Iprightly wit, the aciivc limb All are too mean delights for him.

8 But faints are lovely in his fight ; He views his children with delight :

He fees their hope, he knows their fear, And finds and loves his image there.

PSALM 147. Second Part, Summer and Winter.

1 ' ET Zion praife the mighty God,

L-4 And make his honors known abroad ; For fweet the joy our fongs to raife, And glorious is' the work of praife.

2 Our children live fecure and blcft ;

Our fhor£5 have peace, our cities reft

506 PSALM CXLVir,

He fceds our fons with fineft wheat, I And adds his bleffing to their meat.

3 J!?e chanKing batons he ordain*. The early and the later rains :

His flakes or fnow like wool he fends,

And thus the fpringingcorn defends.

4 With hoary froft he rtrews the ground ; His hail defcends with dreadful found : iiis icy bands the rivers hold,

And terror arms his wintry cold.

5 He bids the warmer breezes blow , The ice diflblves the waters flow ; But he hath nobler works and way8# To call his people to his praife.

6 Thro' all our realm his laws are mown ; His gofpel thro the nation known; He hath not thusreveaPd his word To every land praife ye the JLord,

PSALM 147. 7-9j ^...,8. common Metere. The Seafons of the Tear.

l\fcT ITH fon^s aad "onors founding loud, T V Addrefs the Lord on high ,- Over the heavens he fpreads his cloud, And waters veil the fky.

2 He fends his fliowr's of bleffiogs down

To cheer the plains below ; He makes thegrafs the mountains crown, And corn in valliesgrow.

3 He gives the grazing ox his meat,

He hears the raven cry ; But man who taftcs his fined wheat Should raife his honors high.

PSA L M CXLVIir. 307 4 His fteady ccunfels change the face Of the declining year i Ke bids the fun cut fhort his race, And wintry days appear,

5 His hoary froft, his fleecy fnow.

Defcend and clothe the ground ; The liquid ftreams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound.

6 When from his dreadful (lores on high

He pours the foundin g bail, The wretch that dares his God defy Shall find his courage fail.

7 He fends his word and melts the fnow,

The fields no longer mourn j He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the fpring return,

8 The changing wind the flying eloud*

Obey his mighty word ,* With fongs and honors founding loud, Praife ye the fov'reign Lord.

PSALM 148. Proper Metre.

Praife to God from all Creatures.

1 "XTE tribes of Adam join .

X With heaven, and earth, and feafy And ofF.*r notes divine To your Creator's praife.

Ye holy throng

Of angels bright

In world* of light

Begin the fong. '

2 Thou fun with dazzling rays, And moon that rules the night,

3C8 PSA L M CXLVIIL

Shine to your makei'g praife, With ftars of twinkling light His power declare Ye floods on high, And clouds that fly- In empty air. 3 The fliining worlds above In glorious order (land, Or in fwift courfes move, By his fupreme command. He fpake the word, And all their frame From nothing came To praife the Lord. 4. He mov'd their mighty wheeli In unnknown tges paft, And each his words fulfils, While time and nature laflg. Jn different ways His works proclaim Hit wondrous name And fpeak his praife.

Pause Let all the earth born race, And monftersof the deep, The fifli that cleave the feas, Or in their bofom fleep.

From fea and more

Their tribute pay,

And ftill difplay

Their maker's pow'r. Ye vapours, hail, and fnow, Praife ye the almighty Lord, And ftormy winds that blow- To execute his word.

PSALM CXLVIII.

When lightnings mine Or thunders roar, % Let earth adore His band divine.

7 Ye mountains near the (Ides, With lofty cedars there, And trees of humbler Oze That fruit in plenty bear :

Beaft wild and tame, Birds, flies and worms, In various forms Exalt his name.

8 Ye Kings and judges, fear The Lord the fov' reign king And while you rule us here, His heavenly honors fing,

Nor let the dream

Of power and (late Make you forget His power fupreme.

9 Virgins and youths en^a^e To found hispraife divine, While infancy and age Their feeble voices join :

^ ide as he reigns His name be fung By every tongue In endlefa ftrains

I o Let all the nations fear The God that rule* above : He brings his people near, And makes them tafte his love : While earth and fky ^Lempt his pfaiCe

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His faints /hall raifc His honors high.

PSALM 148. Paraphrafcd in Long Metl?e. Univerfal Praife to GOD.

1 T OUD hallelujahs to the Lord, JL-4 From diftant worlds where creatures Let heaven begin the folemn word, [dwell And found it dreadful down to hell.

Note. This Pfalm may be Jung to the tune of the old 1 1 2th or 127th Pfalm. if thefe two lines be audedto every Stanza, viz. Each of his works his name difplays, But they can ne'er complete the praife.

Other wife it mujl befun^ to the u/ual tunes of the Long Metre.

2 The Lord, how abfolute he reigns, Let every angef bend the knee : Sing of his love in heavenly ftrains, And fpeak how fierce his terrors be.

3 High on a throne his glories dwell, An awful throne of mining blifs ; Fly thro* the world, O fun and tell, How dark thy beams compar'd to his.

4 Awake ye tempetls and his fame.

In founds of dreadful praife declare ; Let the f-.veet whifper of his name Fill every gentler breeze of air.

5 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agrfe To join their praife with Waxing Let the firm earth and rolling fca

this eternal fvng confpire-

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PSALM CXLVIII,

6 Ye flowery plains proclaim his Ifcill ; Ye vailiet fink before his eyes ; And let his praifefrom ev'ry hill Rife tuneful to the neighb'ring /ky,

7 Ye Itubborn oaks, and ftately pines, Bend your high branches and adore ; Praife him ye beafts> in different ftrains, The lamb muft bleat, the lion roar,

8 Ye birds, his praife muft be your theme, Who form'd to fongyour tuneful voice; While the dumb fifh that cut the ftream In his protecting eare rejoice,

9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue, When nature all around you ling* ? Oh for a fhout from old and young, From humble fwains and lofty kings ?

10 Wide as his vaft dominion Vies Make the Creator's name be known ; Loud as his thunder fhout his praife, And found it lofty as his throne.

1 1 Jehovah ! 'tis a glorious word I Oh may it dwell on every tongue !

But faint who belt have kno.vn the Lord Are bound to raife the nobleft fong.

12 Speak of the wonders of that love Which Gabriel plays on every chord : From 211 beiow and all above,

Loud hallelujahs to the Lord.

PSALM iiS, Short Metre, UuPjtrfal praife . ET every creature join «" To praife th' eternal God :

31* PSALM CXLVIII.

Ye heavenly hoft, the fong begin, And found his name abroad,

2 Thou fun with golden beams,

And moon with paler rays, Ye Harry lights ye twinkling flames, Shine to your makers praife,

3 He built thofe worlds above,

And fix'd their wondrous frame : By his command they ftand and move. And ever fpeak Kis name.

4 Ye vapours, when ye arife,

Or fall in fhowersor fnow, Ye thunders murmuring round the fkies, His power and glory (how,

5 Wind, hail, and flaihing fire,

Agree to praife the Lord, When ye in dreadful dorms confpire To execute hiiiword.

6 By all his works above

His honors be cxpreft : But faints that tafte his faving love Should fmg his praifca belt.

Pause I.

7 L«t earth and ocean know

They owe their Maker praife: Praife him ye wat'ry worlds below And monllerg of the feas.

8 From mountains near tbp (ley,

Let hishigh praife refound From humble lhrubs and cedsrs bigb. And vaksand fields around

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PSALM CXLVIII. 3r3, \

9 Ye lions of the wood,

And tamer hearts thaJt graze Ye live upon his daily food, And he expects your praife;

10 Ye birds of holy wing,

On high his praifes hear : Oh fit on flowery boughs and flngx Your maker's glory there.

11 Ye reptile, miriads join,.

T' exalt liis glorious name. And flics in beauteous forms that fhine His wonders (till proclaim.

2 2 By all the earth- born race, His honors be ezprefs'd. But faints that know his heavVy grace., ' Should learn to praife him belt. Pa us £ II. 33 Monarchs of wide command, Praife ye th' eternal king, ' Judges, adore that fov'reign hand, Whence all your honors ipring.

14 Let vigorous youth engage

To found his praifes high •' > While growing babes and wi;h?nng age. Their feebler voices try.

15 United zeal be mown

His wondrous famf to raife ; " God is the Lord — his name alor.e* Defervcs our -endlefs ptaile. >v5 Let nature join with art.

And all pronounce him blfft, But faint? that dwell i'o near \\'m iftafl should f:ng his praifts belt,

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PSALM CL. 515

8 The royal finners, bound in chains, New triumphs fha'I afford : Such honor for the faints remains , Praife ye and love the Lord.

PSALM 150, 1, 2, 6.

A Seng of Praife.

1 T N God's own honfe, pronounce his praife, X His grace he there reveals .

To heav'n your joy and wonder raife, For there his &loty dwells.

2 Let all your facred paffions move,

While ^ou* rehear fe his deeds : But the $>reat work of faving :ove Your higheft praiU: exceed*

3 All that have motion, life and breath,

Proclaim your maker bleft » Yet when my vbicc expi-esin death, My foul in ail praife him belt.

The Christian Doxolcgy.

1/ .-o£ Mefre. a^O God the Father, God the Son, 1. Aud Gov4 the Spirit, three in one, Be honor, pr*ife, riu) glory giVn

By all on earth, an;] all in heav'n. Common Metre. ET God the Father »t.d the Son, _ j And Sphit be a dbr'd, Where there are works to make him known, Or faint 6 to love th

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DOXOLOGIES.

ComrcoaMttx ttnvhere the tune includes livo Stanzxs

1, r~|p HE God of mercy be ador'd, X. Who c aft) our fouls from death, Who (aves by his redeeming word, And acvr creating breath.

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Topraife the Father, and the Son,

And fpirit all divine. The one in three, and three in one,

Letfaintsaod angels-join-

Short Mci ,

YE angels round the throne, 4

And faints that dwell below, Worfhip the father priofe the Ion And blefsthe fpint too.

/a ^113 h Plain.

NOW to the great and f-icrcti three, The Father, fon, and •>p,rit be Eternal pra.'fe and glory t>ivtn» Thro' all the worlds where God 13 known, By all the angels near the thone. And all the faints in earth and heaven.

As the 14H/A Pfalnu

TO God the Father's throne, Perpetual honors raife : Glory to God the Son, To God (.he fpirit praife. With ail out powers, Eternal king, Thy name we fmg While faith adores.

THE END,

^ PSALM CXLIX.

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LALTC,thatl0Vetf,eL0rdreJ^C,

And Jet your fon^ be new :

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•Amidft the church with cheerful voice, tiis later wonders /hew

2 The Jews the people of his grace,

4>hall their Redeemer Zing; And gentile nations join the praifc WiNk Zion- owns her king;

3 The Lord takes pleafure in the juft.

Whom fmners treat with fcorn : The meek 'that Ik defP,Vd in dud Salvation fliaJj adorn,-

4 Saints mould be joyful in their kinr,

L en on a dying bed : And like the fouls in. glory fine-, For -God jhaUraife the dead: e Then his high pratTe-fliail fill their tongu*. Iheir hands mall.wieltf the fword And vengeance fhallattenJ their Ws, 1 he vengeance of the Lord.

5 WhenChrift his judgment feat afcends,

And bids the world appear. Thrones are prepar'd for ail his friends, Who humbly lov'd him here. I Then mall they rule with iron rod, Nations that dar'd rebel : And join the fentence of their GoJp On tyrants doom'd to hcJJ.

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A TABLE to nwc aky PSALaI by the riRST Line.

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ALL ye that love the Lord rejoice 314

Almighty Ruler of the ikies . J&

Awake, my foul, to found his praife 226

Along (he banks v.h:re Br.bei's current flows z?6

Amidft thy wrath remember love 78

Among th' afien-.blies of th- great 365

Among the princes, earthly gods I'/l And will the god of grace ' 266

Are all the foes of Zion fools 1 13

Are finpers now fo fenielefs grown 27

Arife, my gracious God 3»

Awake, ye faints, to praife your King 281

Almighty God, appear and lave ! 23

BEHOLD the lofty fky 3*

Behold the love, the gen'rous love ?x

Behold the morning fun 39

Eeho'd the fure foundation ftone 242

Beheld thy waiting fervant, Lord 25 j

"Behold us, Lord, and let our cry Xij

Behold, O God, what cruel foes l6z

Ber'ore Jehovah's awful throne, ioz

Blefs, O my foul, the living God zo$

t-'eft are the fons of pence z/S

Bleft aie the fouls that hear and know? 177

Bleft are the urdefii'u in heart 545

Bleft is the man, forever bleft 63

Bieit is the man whofe breaft can move 85

Bleft is the man who flmna the place 3

Bleft is the nation where the Lord 65

CHILDREN in years and knowledge young 68

Come, children., .learn to i'eai .he LCrd 70

Come let cur voices join ro rc.ie 194,

Come found his pr*il~ abroad ibid

Confider ?,li my /on.jw^, Lord 256

DAVID rejonei in God his lhergth 44

Deep in our hcartj ier. us record 140

EARLY, my God, without delay *22

Exalt the Lurd our God 201

FAR as thy name is known 96

Father, i b'.els thy fccncle hand, *o<?

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Poor r;^y halth' my ^ "» bright

{ool, Jn their heart* belike and lay 5f

f^everWeffedbetheXord * " aJ

^ ever ftail my f ecorJ *9*

irom a e ton,, exalt his nams f5

Jrwnailtpat dwell below the- fcies 2I

tbank, to God rhoft h;gh *i6

:^n!« ^ Cod the fove r*gn Lord 2 3

^- to our God in,n„rtal pra.r"

.God .n his earthly tempjc lay, 5*

<?0d«£e refuge of hj, ftiiE ' 27*

^° m; Cupporjerswd my hope 9*

^od or eternal love ^8

Jjodof wy childhood and my youth *3° g^^»y iifeJpok gently &£*

1 ^ Lord, the heav niv King "J

<;r(- • Cod, ?.t|e*d while Zion W *31

;-«^-d,i:ovvoftdidirrae 1 prove" ^

, »<*u,ge my humble ciaim !

J; «... Gcd, th- heavens well crcc. etf frame> iz4

gre-t Cod, whofe univerfil ftvay 4I

jT«j*rheL*d, exakeoj^gh ' 'f4

Pwatj.the Lord, hi, «,,>,!, *?_:^ •«•

-•>- » ine Lord, hh works of mi^t

£««» the Lord our God ' *** a*°

^reat Shc.hcrd of thine Ifrael ?$

-£*Dmyhc,c -dieve S

"JP.r7'^ihatftaniheLoid 2°6

garr) vhcfe their fona 2^

the *n*n whofe caut&os feet 2"

"wr me, O Cod, nor hide thy face 5

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^c Saviour reigns ,!4

refuge Cod g 27

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f A T A B L E. Pace ^

How long wilt thou conceal thy face 25 I

How did my heart rejoice to hear 264

How faft their guilt -and fcrrows rife 50

How pleafant, how divinely fair 167

How pleafant 'tis to fee 278

How pleas'd and bleft w;s I ■ 265

How mall the young fecure their hearts 248

JEHOVAH reigns 5 he dwells in light 119

Jefus fhall reign where'er the fun 145

Jefus our Lord afcend thy throne 229

judge me, O God, and plead my caufe &7

Joy to the world ; the Lord is come 200

Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways 55

Judges who rule the w rid bylaws IIJj Juft are thy ways and true thy v.oid

If God fucceed not, ail the coft 270

If God to bu'.ld the ho ale deny n.71

I lift m.y fcul to God 53

I'll blefs the Lord from day to day 69

I'll praife my Maker v/ith my biea;h 303

I'll fpeak the honors of my K'ng 90

I love the Lor:1, he heard r»y cries c*tf

In all my vaft concerns with thee 99a

In anger, Lord, rebuke me not 13 In Gud's own houfe pronounce his prtife

■ Jk Judah, God of eld was known

jy lafie, O God, atiend- my call, 142

p chee, great God, with fofigfi of praife, 44

Vfet the Lord before my race ■ 31

Is there ambition in my heart 275

It is the Lord cr Saviour's hand 207

I waited patier.t for 0,e L. >rd %z

} will extol thee, Lord on high ^9

LET all the earth their voices raife 396

Let all the heathen writers j >5h 351

Let children hear the mighty deeds 153

Let every creature join 311

L'-r every torgue fh; -.. dnefo fpeak 301

Let God arife in ail his mi^bt

Let finners ta-ke their courie . uc

Let Zion in her King rejoice 03

Lei Zion and her ions rejo cc

Let Z-ion ] raife the mighty God 30a

fcet earth, with every iile

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171

i83 87

A T A B L E. j>xc*

Lord thou had fcourg'd our guilty land 120

Lord, ] am thine: but thou wilt prove *'i

Lord, I am vile coneeiv'd in fin ,08

Lord., 1 can fi fter thy rebukes ,4

L- rd, I eitd m thy judgments sight 3 so

Lord, it thine eyes /urvey our faults ,g,

1 Old, I have made thy word my ch; ice 2A

Lord, in the morning thou (halt hear ja

Lord, I will biefs thee all mv days 67 Lord, I wouldfpiead my fore diftrefs Loid of the w r ds above Lord, thou haftcail'd thy grace to mind Lord, thou haft heard thv J'eivant cry

Lord, thru halt f a.cb'd and ten me thro* ag|

Lord, thou haft teen my foul fincere „-

Lord,^ thou wilt hear me when I pray I, Lord 'tis a pleafant thing to fbnd Lord, we h.ve heard thv woiks of old Lord, what a feeble piece

Lord, what a thought Jefs wretch was I ,4 J

Lord, what is man, poor feeble man 298

Lord, what was man when made at firft L

Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er .2C\

Lord, when thou didft afcend on high ,^T

Loud hallelujahs to the Lord ,,J

Lo, what a glorious Correr-ftone \ it

I-o, what an entertaining fight ,,! ,

AiAKER. and Ibv'reign Lord •']*

Mercy and judgment are my fong 2C~ r

Mine eyes and my defire *

My God accept my early vows 2?T

My God, confider my diftrefs 2^

My God, how many ate my fears a

My God in whom are all the fprings ,17

M) Gc*d, ray ever afting hope 14' My God, my king, thy various praife

My God, petrnit my tongue 32.

My God, the fteps of pious men -,~

My God, what inward grief 1 ieel 2qi

My heart rejoices in thy name \t

ever ceafing fongs fi»*ll mow , , -

My refuge is the God of love i*

My righteous J^dge, my gr.cious God 2Q$

My Saviour and rrj'y King, g

My Saviour, my en-i •* Mvtoherd a the living' L.

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211 121

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;Mv fhepherd will Supply my need "My foul, how lovely is the place My foul lies cleaving to the duft •My foul repeat his praife My fpirit looks to God alone My foul thy great Creator pr My fpirit finks within me, Lord My truft is in my heavenly friend NO deep nor flumber to his eyes

Not to our rames, thou only juft and true 2.37

Not to ourfelves who are but duft 23b

Now be my heart infpired to ling 91

Now from the roaring lion's rage Now I'm convine'd the Lord is kind Now let our lips with holy fear Now let our mournful longs record Now may the God of power and grace 43

Now mail my folemn vows be paid * 33

O all ye nations praife the Lord 34©

O blefled fouls are they

O blefs the Lord my foul 21°

Of juftice and of grace I fing ao4

O for a fhout of facred joy ^ 94

O God my refuge, hear my criea *'4

O God of grace and righteoufr.efs

O God of mercy hear my cries I11

O God to whom revenge belongs

O happy manwhofe foul is nlPd -7*

O happy nation where the Lord °7

O how I love thy holy law 249

O Lord how many are my foes O Lord our heavenly King

O Lord our Lord, how wond'rous great *?

O that the Lord would guide my way's O that thy ftatutes ev'ry hour 257

O thou that hear'il when iinners cry IO|

O thou whofe grace and juftice reigns »°e

O thou whole juftice reigns on high 1 1"

O God of my falvation hear '74

Our God our help in ages paft iSs

Out of the deeps of long diftrtrfs ^73

O what a ftifF rebellious h'oufe 159

PRAISE waits in Zicn, Lord, for thee 129

Praife ye the Lord, exalt his name 279

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Pra.fe ye the Lord, my heart /hall join 3oa

Praileye the Lord, 'tis good to raife ^04

Prefcrvc me Lord, in time of need V«

Prptca u-, Lord, , *

2.94

REJOICE ye righteous in the Lord 64

Remember, Lord, our mortal iTate i79

Return, O God of love return 73a

SALVATION is forever nigh +j%

Save me, O God, the fwelling floods, ,U

Save me, O Lord, from every foe /~

See what a living fione ^li

Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive ,c7

Shine mighty God, on Zion mine 133

Sing all ye nations to the Lord )«

Sing tp the Lord aloud ag4

Sing to the Lord Jehovah's ncme J05

Sing to the Lord, ye diftant land* 303

Songs of immortal praife belong 230

Soon as I heard my father fay r$

Sure there's a righteous God I50

Sweet is the memory of thy grace "01

Sweet is the work, my Cod, my king 188

TEACH me the meafure of my days go

Th' Almighty reigns exalted high is8

That man isbleft wh:> flands i.i awe 23I

The earth for ever is ihc Lord s rX

Thee will I love, O Lord my ftrength 34

The God Jehovah reigns 2oo

The God of g'u ry fends hjs Gmmons forth 104

The God of our faloticn hears 127

The heaven* declare th> gl ry Lord a0

The King of Saints, h w Pair his face 01

The Lri appears my helper now 2ix

The Lord, how wondrous are his ways 200

The Lord Jehovah re gas Jc.t

The Lord is come : The hcav'ns proclaim jog

The Lorn my (hepherd is ,q '

The Lord of glory is my light rg

The Lot'' of glpty reigns, he reigns on high ir;o

The L01 j the Judge, before his throne <jg

The Lord the Judge his churches warns ioi

The Lord the fov'reign king 2I2. The Zord the fov'reign fends his fammons forth 10a

The man is ever bleft q-

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The praife of X'xoi waits Far thee 12.&

The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought 84

Think, mighty God, on feeble man 180

Th:s is the day the Lord h.-ith made z£\

This fpacious earth is ail the Lord's 5*

Thou arc my portion, O my God 247

Thou God of love thou ever bleft 260

Thro' every age, eternal God 181

T' rice h ppy man who ferns the Lord 232

1 hus I refolved before the Lord 79

Thus faith the Lord* the fpacicu< fields 120

Thus faith the Lord, your w rk is vain 82

Thus God thee:srn-l'Facher fpake 227

Thus the great L >rd of earth and Tea 228

Thy mercies fiU the earth, O L.rd 252

Thy name, almighty Lord 241

Thy works of glory migtsty L">rd 224

*Tii by thy (Length the mountains ftand 130

To God 1 cry' J with mournful voice I 56

To God I made my borrows known 295

To God the g eat the ever Weft 219

To heaven 1 lifemj waiting eyes 262

To thre, O God of truth ,<.nd love 60

To the-, OL.ri, I railc my crie« 57

To our almighty Maker God 199

To thee befor; the dawning light 246

To thee moft h'gh and holy God *5J

To thine almighty arm we owe 37

^Twas for thy fake eternal God 541

'Twas fiom thy hand, my God, I came 290

'Twas in ihe watches of the night lij

VAIN man on fooli/h pleafures bent 22a

Unlha«n as the facred hill , 267

Ijp fro n my youth may Ifr'el fay 272

Up to the Hills I lift mine eyes ft6i

Upward I lift mine eyes 263

WE biefs the Lord, the ju ft the good 136

V. e love thee, Lotd, and we adore 36

What /hall I render to my God 239

n Chrift to judgment fliall defcend 101

Wnen God is nigh my faith is ftrong 36

When God provok'd with daring crimes 22 §

When God reftos'd our Captive fta e 269

When God reveal'd his gracious n:\mi ibid

Wnsn Ifrael £jbc4 from Pha.aoh's hsad fc}S m

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When Ifrael fins the Lord reproves i60

When I wi'h clearing wonder lland 293

When man grows bold in fin 74

When overwhelm'd with grief 32I

When pain and anguifh feize me, Lord 259

When the great Judge fuprenae and juft 19

Where (ha;l the man be found 53

Wheie fhall we go to feek and find 275

While I keep filence and conceal 64

While men grow bold in wicked ways 73

Who mail afrsnd thy heavenly place 2g-'

Who ihall inhabit in thy hill 27

Who will ariie an! plead my right 292

W;hy did the Jews proclaim their rage- 7

Why did the nations join to flay ibid

Why flnuld the mighty make their boaft m

Why fhould the haughty make their boaft m

Why do the proud infult the poor 99

Why do the wealthy wicked boaft 76

Why doth the Lcrd ftand off fo far 33

Why doth the man of riches gr i\v 57

Why has my God my foul forfook 45

Why mould I vex my foul and fret 75

' Will God forever caft us off 1 50

With all my powers of heart and tongue 487

With earneft longing* of the mind } 85

With my whole heart I'll raife my fong 20

'With my whole heart I've fought thy face 255

Witn reverence let the faints appear 176

'With longs and honors foundingloud ^ 306

Would jou Lehold the works of God / 223

YL holy ll-uls in God rejoice , 66

Ye nations round the earth rejoice ,^101

Ye (enranta of th' Almighty King ™ 234

Ye ions cf men a feeble race j86

Ye tons of pride, that here the juft 9

Ye that delight to lerve the Lord 234

Ye that obey th' immorial King 279 Ye tribes o; Adam join

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[B 7] To 'this group may also belofag an issue by W. Durell, New York, 1791, 24ny>. It oraits the hymns from the book and the mention of them from the title page. Its peculiar feature is that it is the only issue known to the • writer, beyond those just referred to, which bears the title Barlow originally gave to his version, "Dr. Watts's Imita- tion," etc. The title page is typographically a copy of the original one, and while the authorization and Barlow's pre- face are omitted, it may have been intended as a fifth edition in the Connecticut series.1 1 The writing in this copy determines one of the localities in which this edition was used- It contains on a fly-leaf a note in a contemporary hand that" " Jane Hughes Departed this Life Tewsday 26 of November 1799 and was Buried in Deeprun buriing ground the Thursday follow- ing And Mr. Dubois preact her Funeral Sermon." In a repetition of the note he appears as " Revd Uriah Dubois." There is also the signa- ture, "Christopher Wigton his hand and pen 1799." The Rev. Uriah Dubois was installed pastor of Deep Run and Tinicum October 10, 1798. (See Roll of Ministers and Licentiates of the Presbytery of Philadel- phia, by. W. M, Rice, D.. IX, in Ncvin's W*tortj of frexbytery of Philadel-

phia., etc., Philadelphia, 1888.